Journal Thoughts..I remember how moving to California as a teenager felt like such a beautiful paradise, and oasis,..how all my senses were so enlivened and overjoyed at the romantic flora sights, tangy fragrant scents, special feeling of all embracing me, in its kind warming moments & exciting texture..i have said before how certain places like California, feel like a best friend,..no matter what mood you are in...the place is so beautiful, so special, that it cheers you up and takes you into its arms warmly, acceptingly,and it is still a sensory eternal kind of adventure..

Yesterday i visited my old home in Rancho Bernardo...and how different it is now..how everything truly changes amidst the years...inevitably...forever at times...

..it was so floral, romantic, idyllic in my memory..and now the atmosphere is forever changed...it is as though the entire aromatic romance abandoned it and departed for somewhere else altogether...

perhaps the touches of the fire that swept through there ravenously years prior, and also of time moving on...i did not see the bunnies roaming the lush grounds..as they once were...,or the flowers, or the pretty water fountain in the courtyard, and it just felt very sad to me .now..:) and my favorite french bakery was no longer...but i suppose i will forever keep the sentimental romantic  memories with me...

I remember how moving to California as a teenager felt like such a beautiful paradise, and oasis,..how all my senses were so enlivened and overjoyed at the romantic flora sights, tangy fragrant scents, special feeling of all embracing me, in its kind warming moments & exciting texture..i have said before how certain places like California, feel like a best friend,..no matter what mood you are in...the place is so beautiful, so special, that it cheers you up and takes you into its arms warmly, acceptingly, and it is still a sensory eternal kind of adventure..