Road Trip, Day Twenty Seven: Davis Continued...

I had to spend another day in Davis as the car was still in the shop.

I was flabbergasted to see all the unpicked fruit in almost every yard.

I wanted to shake these Californians and say:

"People! You have Meyer lemons growing in your front yard! Get busy squeezing!"

And then I found it hilarious to go to the co-op which was filled with 

basket after basket of fresh citrus. Perhaps we only value what we have to pay for?

It's something to ponder. 

I walked all day along the residential streets of Davis.

Enjoying the little cottages and creative touches.

The little white cottage with the turquoise screen door really captured my heart.

I think I was homesick.

Road Trip, Day Twenty Six: Davis, CA.

Sometimes things don't go as planned.

Today the plan was to drive to Ashland, stay in a little cottage,

be in the arms of Oregon. But here I am in Davis, CA.

The car is in the shop, I'm in a nowhere USA hotel,

and I get a chance to practice going with the flow.

And sometimes you get just what you need,

even if you don't know you need it.

Great sunny day walking around downtown Davis,

smelled the local bookshop, did some thrifting,

took myself to the movies, ate a makeshift salad in the bed of the hotel.

And the gift of it all is that mostly we get to be happy anywhere.

We get to choose joy. We get to choose adventure even in the face

of frustration or disappointment. The world is full, truly filled

with opportunities. Today I see that, and am so grateful.

And the world is also full of helpers.

Thanks to the kind guys at Jiffy Lube, the AAA tow truck driver, 

and the folks at AAMCO who were kind and calm when it seemed

like the car was going to explode. It's a fantastic window

with a view when you get to see the humanness of people

and you get to let them see it in you.