Visiting CA, friends, family and the beaches. Recalls to mind a poem I wrote as a newlywed 25 years ago: I like soft sweaters - after a day at the beach- where the wind and waves have treatted me as a rock - but I'm not - and the softness of sweaters treat me as a woman. End of poem..................I'm not sure how to do all of this, I'm a novice to blogs. When I figure this out I'll be able to put my poetry and other of my favorites in a post. So, until next time..bye