My Cove

I want to claim a cove as my own.   I realize I can't legally do that, but I just love this particular spot.   I may meander a little in this post but that's how I spent the drive yesterday....just meandering towards my cove.   I started by driving to Morro Bay and decided against stopping by The Rock for the same views.   Instead I headed south toward Los Osos.    Between the two places is a large estuary which of course is very well protected.   Driving along Highway 1, you can see the estuary but there is not a single place to pull out and take photos.   If you Google the Morro Bay Estuary, you can probably find professional photos of the area.


Since I couldn't stop by the estuary,  I drove on to Los Osos and stopped at Baywood Park.   There is a small cove, a coffee shop with melt-in-your-mouth croissants.   Big warm croissants.   Oh my, it was so good.   I went heavy on the carbs yesterday, yes I did.    So where was I?   Oh yes, there is a coffee shop and a small inn facing the water.   The inn has a lovely garden which is another reason I want this cove to be mine.   But I want someone else to take care of the garden so it stays as lovely as it is right now.   The cove is protected so the water just gently laps against the shore.   And it is crystal clear.    Ahhhhhh.   You can get a cup of coffee (and maybe a croissant) and just sit with the quiet.    


And take a few photos, or perhaps 200 photos.


This is my dream cove.

I may have to share it with a few hundred feathered friends, but that's okay.   Can you see them?

It's mine....at least in my photos.