Lots of people post signs about missing dogs and cats, but I think this is the first one that I've ever see about a missing ceramic chicken.

Lots of people post signs about missing dogs and cats, but I think this is the first one that I've ever see about a missing ceramic chicken.

Just a quick update since I haven't posted anything in a while. The unpacking process continues – I'm making good progress, but it's going to be a while before the extra bedroom stops resembling the warehouse at the end of Raiders of the Lost Ark. Still, I've had a working and reasonably well-organized kitchen for about a week, and the living room, dining room, and master bedroom are about 90% done (with the exception of the new couch I still need to buy).
My decision to live near the train station has been a good one. The walk down in the morning is a nice way to wake myself up and get a little bit of exercise, and depending on the day I get different things from the time on the train. Sometimes I just enjoy the view of the Pacific as we head southward down the coast, sometimes I use the time to catch up on email and clean out the trivial stuff that has built up in my inbox from the day before. When I get to my desk, the only things left in my inbox are the things that actually require action on my part. This may seem like a small thing, but it has boosted my productivity and reduced my stress considerably.
The best thing about taking the train is when I take the time to take the long way home. Walking home along the beach adds 10 or 15 minutes to my walk home, but I hope I make it a habit.
The stairs down to the beach from Carlsbad Village
The view to the north.
The view to the south.
Sunset