5"X7" Oil on board
They told me that it was really too cold to swim. I scoffed of course, being a hardy Canadian girl, used to swimming in northern lakes. However, even I had to admit that it was quite "fresh" and my swim didn't amount to more than a quick dip.
I think that this will be the last of my California postcards for a while. I have enough material that I could go on almost indeffinitely but I seem to be losing my sense of the place. Maybe because, now that the rains have come, even my family are gone, back to Puerto Rico and the orange farm for the winter. The house on the hill stands empty, waiting for Spring.