We had lots of family members, past and present and some that were borrowed for the occasion.
We had ooh la la nudes and movie poster lovers that were actual relations.
We had children in their best cowboy clothes. (Marian, I'll mail your proof to you if you contact me. It was left behind.)
These charming images need to be clicked on for closer scrutiny. They are all wonderful. Again, sorry if I missed any; I always do my best to get them all.
I hope Stephanie won't mind that I share this beautiful photo of mommy and daughter. Melissa is 12 years old; that age of being squarely in the middle of child and adulthood. Don't you think she's the spittin' image of her beautiful mother? It was poignant to be around young daughters again. I loved it.
From Asilomar we drove up Highway 1, across the Golden Gate Bridge and to the house of our friends that you've met before on several travels to Mexico.