Sea Ranch Lodge, on the Sonoma Coast on my 37th birthday, feeling all snug and cozy - the rain is absolutely pouring down over the pacific outside the window as David and I sit on our leather recliners, reading the magazines and papers. The boys are having some well earned 'quiet time' beside us on the comfy bed and Teak is sound asleep at our feet in his own little snugly bed. This place is gorgeous - in a kick back 60's coastal shack kind of way. It is a rambling series of architect designed timber 'condominiums' that blend well into the surrounding low lying scrub (eco-friendly before the phrase was ever coined). We arrived late last night (the long winding Highway 1 coastal road not quite agreeing with Jack's delicate tummy) after stopping for dinner in Bodega Bay. As we climber the stairs to our front door, 3 raccoons cheekily poked their heads out, bobbing up and down like cartoon characters (Sam and jack were in hysterics, so they're dying to see them again tonight!).
This morning, we awoke to six deer roaming in the grass outside the window as Teak was peeing at them out the window. Gourmet breakfast was served overlooking the ocean and afterwards we walked out along the cliffs and through the historic barns built by the original owners of the property c1890. We then headed north to the little seaside town of Gualala with its galleries and stopped for burgers at the 'Bones Roadhouse' then beach combed here below the lodge just before the rain set in. I was totally spoilt by the boys for my birthday; I received a lovely handmade wallet from David and a beautiful dress from the kids which I shall wear tonight to dinner here at the lodge.
