On the longest day we drove around all the windy (both pronunciations) hills of Marin County. We sat on a hill looking at the ocean and the city from an angle I’d never seen before. We drove through Bolinas because we know where it is and it can’t hide from us. We saw egrets and the place where they nest. We returned across the Richmond-San Rafael Bridge at the exact moment that a huge orange full moon rose, the biggest I have ever seen. It was closer than Oakland and only got larger as it rose. For a short perfect time I was home.