Wouldn't want to live there, but it's a nice place.

Well that's more like it. This morning I'm walking on a different bike path, this one along the American River. The air is cool and the sun is bright and it's absolutely spectacularly beautiful. The pictures don't do it justice.

I'm feeling good today. Yesterday was a wonderful day, hanging out with my family in a house that I've visited enough times to feel at home, drinking beer, watching baseball, catching up. It really reminds you of what's really important.

Honestly, I try to treat everything I do as important. What's the point of doing it otherwise. It's a big part of my life philosophy, to leave every situation I encounter better than the way I found it. But there's a big difference between momentary importance and lasting importance.

To be in a place that's not my home where I feel so completely at home is well, almost literally transporting. I think I mentioned I tend to divide places in two places I could live in places I could not. This is a place I could not live. It's just not my kind of scene. But I can tell you that being here makes me as happy as I feel anywhere in the world.