And you can see them there,
On Sunday morning
They stand up and sing about
what it’s like up there
They call it paradise
I don’t know why
You call someplace paradise,
kiss it goodbye
The Eagles – The Last Resort
Thanks for the great tunes Glenn Fry. 1948-2016
La Jolla. Place is like paradise. A mile west of here the land ends and the sea begins. Refreshing sea breeze flows over the area. Farmers Market starts at 9am every Sunday. Not as large as the Little Italy market but then you don’t have to park a mile away. I love this market because you can find parking and it has the things I’m interested in.
Impressive the honey guy has orange blossom honey which I rarely see.
After I finish my shopping and eaten my fill of bbq ribs the sea calls me back. Clouds swirl in unique shapes. The sun will soon set into the sea.
Faye of Fayesfork.com visited in 2015 and suggested I visit.