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A Rainy Day in Cardiff by the Sea

It was raining hard the day we woke up with plans to drive to Carlsbad, CA. I wondered if our plans would change to staying home and watching a DVD and eating a bowl of popcorn! The rain stopped and the sun peeked out mid morning for about a minute and it was all we needed to get in the car and we were on our way for a pleasant drive up north. My day in Carlsbad will forever be one of those special memories of my life. The day was a gift to me, an early Mother’s Day gift, and one of those “mother-daughter” times we moms cherish. I’m blessed!

Besides walking through the mall, we went to The Flower Fields where the flowers extended forever like blankets of color as far as the eye can see. Hay rides take you through acres of flowers. We were thankful the rain held off, but it was cold. There’s a park for children that looked like fun and we got lost in the Sweet Pea Maze. It was wonderful to see the Poinsettias growing in the greenhouse; it made me think of Christmas.



When we left Carlsbad, we drove south along the ocean. Then it poured! We ate a late lunch at The Beach House in Cardiff by the Sea. It was fun to watch the rain fall, and see the big waves from the ocean roll onto the beach. The ambiance was beautiful and the food delicious! My daughter ordered a chicken salad and I had the chicken sandwich with roasted peppers and mozzarella cheese, and french fries, too! Hey, it was my day.








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  1. So beautiful! Thank you for taking the time to share your travels, though now I'm hungry, and heading off to make a salad!

    Blessings,
    Kathleen

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  2. What a fun day, especially since you got to spend it with your daughter. Btw, both the salad and sandwich looked yummy! Nothing like a blogger taking photos of her food. I do it all the time; lol.

    Mary, there's something special about the ocean. I love to hear the sound of the breaking waves and smell the salt air. That is the one thing I miss living in Phoenix. However, I guess it's just an hour plane ride, right?

    Blessings and love,
    Debbie

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  3. Beautiful. Love those overcast rainy days. Those french fries look mighty good as well. Blessings.

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  4. Mary:
    This was like a visit back to my mom and dads place in San Juan Capistrano. We had so many wonderful trips out there and we did the same beach things that you shared with your daughter! And the food... we loved trying new things and there isn't any place better for that than southern California. Even the waves you had playing in the background. When we grew up there, we spent every day we could at the beach. Texas beaches are NOT like California!!
    This was such a treat! Thanks for letting us share your wonderful time.

    Love,
    Sonja

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  5. That's San Diego! Still enjoyable and lots of fun even if rain is falling :) Beautiful pics! And that food! Oh my! Yummy! Have a great weekend sister Mary and God bless you and protect you and your family.

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  6. It sounds like you had an amazing day!! You got some really great pictures! Thanks for sharing them with us!

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  7. Loved your post today, Mary. Thank you so much for sharing the wonderful pictures with us. Glad you had the opportunity to spend this day with your daughter.

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  8. Oh Mary what a wonderful day you were blessed with :) Your sweet daughter, the OCEAN, and a wonderful yummy meal! Sounds Divine!!! So happy you were able this special day together!

    Bless you my friend!

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  9. Mary, sounds like you had a beautiful day with your daughter. Thank you for sharing it with us. Have a beautiful weekend.

    Blessings,
    Sandi

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  10. A beautiful, delicious day indeed! I love seeing the flowers laid out like an endless piece of carpet. Flowers are the fingerprints of God, another way of letting us know that he's around and has not forgotten us.

    peace~elaine

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  11. What a lovely time! I'm so glad she blessed you with such a nice trip.

    I love the ocean so much though I rarely get to see it. :o) We usually head west (which means MOUNTAINS for us).

    I just posted about my conference.

    Love & hugs!
    bETH

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  12. I love hearing about travels, especially in beautiful CA! A few years ago we drove up the coast (from San Francisco). It was the most beautiful drive we ever took!

    Sounds like your trip was heavenly...

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  13. Love Carlsbad - have you ever been in the caves? Beautiful pictures.

    Love to you
    kelly

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  14. Your photos are beautiful! It looks like you had a lovely day with your daughter. I love the flowers...so beautiful! Thank you for sharing your day.

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  15. Oh how wonderful! Thank you for sharing! I love the views. I miss the ocean. I was just thinking about how much I love California - just this morning! Mmmmm . . . french fries - way to go!

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  16. What a beautiful day!

    I wanted to thank you for being a part of my first year of blogging! What a wonderful year it has been. I'm throwing a little party and as an honored guest, I would love for you to stop by and share a highlight of your year with all of us.

    http://justsarahdawn.blogspot.com/2010/04/cactus-happy.html

    Cactus Happy,
    Sara

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  17. Hi there,
    My name is Jane and I'm with Dwellable.
    I was looking for blogs about Cardiff-by-the-Sea to share on our site and I came across your post...If you're open to it, shoot me an email at jane(at)dwellable(dot)com.
    Hope to hear from you soon!
    Jane

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