Lovely Weekend

(Pescadero State Beach, gorgeous photo found here)

This weekend, I joined Maya and her girl scout troop camping at Camp Butano, in lovely Pescadero, California.  Pescadero is just south of Half Moon Bay, and we were fortunate to get perfect weather.  The girl scout camp at Butano is way off the beaten path, with a creek babbling nearby.  We arrived on Friday night, and layed low there.  Then on Saturday we went to the beach, where we had a lovely picnic, including a loaf of amazing artichoke garlic herb bread, which was hot out of the oven.  We happened to be there as the tide was going out, and there were a group of gem collectors searching for agates among the rocky beach.

We then went into town and strolled through the shops, including a beautiful furniture shop, next door to the shop where they hand build gorgeous wood furniture, and several small boutiques specializing in jewelry and art made by locals.  A fun way to while away a bit of time, followed by ice cream in the park, then back to camp to relax for a bit before dinner.

Sunday was another beach, this time in Half Moon Bay, and then the drive home.  It was fun to see Maya and her troop having such a good time.  She’s been in this troop since Brownies, which was 3rd grade, I think.   Since most of the girls from the troop went to the same charter Montessori that Maya attended, they are almost all at different middle schools now.  It’s nice for them to have this chance to come together, away from their respective schools, and be able to talk about whatever issues are important to them.  They’re a great group of girls.

For me, it was really nice to have some time with Maya, away from home, away from computers and xbox and cell phones.  Getting some nice mother/daughter bonding time, spending time together on the beach and at camp…it was really nice.  Just what I needed.  But of course, it was mighty nice to come home and take a hot shower, and sleep in our own beds.  Really nice.

4 Comments

  • Ted

    I think “nice” is the operative word here! 🙂 Now I’m curious about that artichoke bread — of course, I’d have to drive down there just to get some, but it seems like it’s worth it.

  • Nance

    Sigh. The BEACH?! I’m encased in polar fleece and anxiously awaiting the arrival of my husband so that he can get a roaring fire going. Can you feel the Waves Of Envy knocking you over from here? Aaarrrggghhh…!!