Sundays in Mendo are a little strange for me. I spend 6 days a week, 9 hours a day in a small wood shop with 24 other people. Sundays I have entirely to myself in a secluded town where I don't know anyone outside of school. It's an exercise in extremes. Today I had a nice talk with Mike, went to the Albion farmers market, ate a donut muffin covered in delicious, crumbly cinnamon sugar, biked through some back roads, and then watched the sunset from my back porch with a glass of wine. Now I'm cooking papas bravas. Tonight I'll take a hot bath and spend some quality time with my paperback mystery. All in all, a nice day.
I biked about 15 miles through big trees and beaches. Here are a few photos.