This morning, Judy and I were at the J Street Mission Cafe, bright and early. 7:45 a.m. to be precise. Now for me to be out and about that early means I am highly motivated. Highly motivated to score pancakes and highly motivated to be with Judy who is my creative muse. I've got paper napkins (somewhere) with handwritten notes from more than one breakfast meeting. We just seem to ignite each other with ideas. Part of our routine is to walk off those big breakfasts at Seaport Village,
which we did this morning. 2 miles along the harbor. It is heaven. Gratefully, there are still fishing boats moored along the way. Workin' men's boats. Once in a while we see one offloading fish which is always fascinating. We walk past the Fish Market and the tribute to the Greatest Generation, of which my dad was a member. Past the U.S.S. Midway, the Cruiseline Terminal, the ferry on Pier 4 that runs to Coronado and back, the infamous Anthony's and finally, the Star of India. That's our turn-around point. This morning, we came up with some wonderful ideas for the Grove (which we hope to put into effect in early June). There will be more to come on these plans which combine fabrics and yarns.