The last two winters we have followed the birds to warmer climes. Then, just like the birds, when spring arrived, we started to slowly move north. Our migration this spring began with a scenic 2-hour drive from Pasadena to Santa Barbara. First stop along the way was Seaward Village Fish and Chips in Ventura. So good!
After lunch we walked one block down to the beach in Ventura. With shoes off and feet in the sizzling sand, we walked by the colorful buildings to the Pacific Ocean.
Even in March, families frolicked in the water and lounged under umbrellas.
The willet was as cautious as we in committing to dipping into the cold ocean water.
We drove to the Andrée Clark Bird Refuge in Santa Barbara with high expectations for what we’d see. Yes, we spotted nine bird species, but our best find was discovered looking down.
Holes dotted the grassy area by the lake. We wondered what animal made those holes when – a moment later – a little head popped up from a hole, only to disappear a second later. We kept very still. Waited. There it was again. Patience. Soon the whole head appeared and looked around. A gopher!
In late afternoon, we checked in to a lovely AirBnB, a private room in a home, close to the central shopping area.
We enjoyed the art on the walls of our AirBnB bedroom.
On our walk to dinner, we strolled through Alice Keck Park Memorial Gardens, a favorite spot in Santa Barbara. It’s hard to walk through the garden without stopping to appreciate the trees, flowers, and birds.
After dinner we started our walk back, barely lit by the most amazing moon – in its Waxing Crescent Phase.
We started our migration north at a slow pace with so many worthwhile stops we wanted to make. We wonder if birds feel the same as they make stops at long-loved lakes and head for favorite fields? It’s sometimes hard to move on.