Just up the road from Carmel-by-the-sea is a little old ranch called Search Ranch, which used to be a stagecoach stop in the 1830's for rich folks coming from San Francisco on their way to Tassajara Hot Springs. These days, the ranch is a cool farm inhabited by some lovely, eccentrics whom I have grown to love. The hills in Carmel Valley are dotted with live oak, california poppies and grazing cattle. Search Ranch is a sweet little place, 40 acres of land with a bubbling creek running through it, a lovely garden which we ate from each night, and a wood burning hot tub hiding in the willows beneath the starry night. 24 miles away is Carmel beach, Point Lobos, and then Big Sur a little further south. I am convinced that this is the most beautiful place on earth.
Anyway, not a bad thing to wake up to...
Emily and I took the matching wooden boards to Carmel and scored some fun little peelers.
Oh yeah... I love this place. I will never understand how people come to dislike California...... I for one will always have a special place in my heart for such a sun drenched, happy, diverse place as this. xoxo