A Hat for All Seasons

It's Open Studios month, and our iconic surf statue is dressed for the occasion, with a beret, palette and messy painter's apron. It was a cold damp morning by the ocean--not a  deterrent to the crowds of surfers, a hawk being buzzed by crows, and a heavy assortment of walkers, bikers and dogs. I didn't go to any studios this weekend; the charm of driving around the county has long ago faded, and the majority of the artists are repeats from years and years past. Instead, I'm headed out to my favorite spot--my comfortable chair in the backyard.