I can’t tell you how much chuckling pleasure this little fact gives me. You can enter the address all you want and Google remains mute. The satellite map shows the area but not the road! Tee hee hee hee… I didn’t think it was possible. It’s high in the hills above Santa Barbara not someplace like… the Appalachians for heaven’s sake! But I am reveling in the anonymity. It reminds me of the movie where Dudley Moore tells a friend: “I’m incommunicado.” and the woman on the phone asks: “Where is that?” Dudley says: “Next to Cognito”.
One thing there is plenty of here: QUIET and lots of stars. We also have something called “sundowners”, high gusting winds that come up as the sun sets. They routinely blow the plastic deck chairs over the railing where they fall to the ground two stories below. There are lots of welcome animal sounds day and night, nice neighbors with beautiful gardens, a babbling creek and swimming holes. Yeah, I said swimming holes! I’ll be starting my own veggie garden too.
Once again, in more pictures than words:
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams…
Maybe this is the Appalachians!
(actually a former director of the Botanical Gardens lives here, go figure.)
“I have made fire! I… have made fire!
(Tom Hanks ain’t got nothin’ on me)