Now I dream of driving..in LA

Driving south, south along the coast. The fog covers the ocean and only the waves at the shore are visible from the highway. We turn right and start winding up into the hills, past homes raised on concrete platforms jutting from the hillside. One has an observatory tower, another three levels of terraced deck, each with its own complete set of patio furniture. The empty concrete platform across the way reminds us of the precarious nature of our dwelling: fire more than earthquake. As we pull into the cul-de-sac, a chalk drawing on the driveway becomes visible: shana tova, happy new year. If the fog lifts soon, we will see the dolphins pass by. -guest post by supersecret very famous really guest blogger