At Ellen's

Here I am, safe and sound at Ellen's in Ventura, after an uneventful plane ride.  Had a wrap and a beer on the plane, then Ellen drove me home.  She made delicious stuffed (with ground turkey, rice, and spices) peppers for dinner and later, I had a glass of Chardonnay with snacks.
I was very ready for bed after that, so turned in; guess it was early by California standards, but three hours late on my internal clock.
It's not extremely warm, but is pleasantly mild.  El had planned something for the day and whatever it is--barring a ride in a hot-air balloon--I'm game.