After our trip to Monterey, we had driven up the coast to Half Moon Bay, eaten there and then driven back via the highway that cuts inland from there. But yesterday we decided to explore those parts in daylight. Route 92 is apparently not listed as scenic, but it has some gorgeous views, starting at once with the twin reservoirs on either side . . . or even sooner:


I kept reminding my sister that the funky-shaped hilltops were all due to the fact we were driving over the San Andreas Fault and liable to be shaken off the road at any moment.





But I didn't manage to get any shots of the lovely displays of fruits, vegetables, pumpkins, roses and other flowers both potted and cut, bears and other animals carved out of wood, or rusty metal dinosaurs for sale by the side of the road as we approached Half Moon Bay.
I have to hand it to Half Moon Bay. They have attractive houses both newer

and older (here two Victorians side by side, both with adjacent barns; one's behind the trees)

and they have painted the Middle School in jaunty colors to bring out its 1930s beauty

The local funeral home is likewise an Art Deco fantasy painted to show its details

They proudly show off both fine old commercial buildings of various periods


and the jail

There are lots of nice murals (the first one is on the City Hall)


They've commemorated a beloved native son with a little park in the center of town that features lots of seats, colorful mosaics, a bell tower to orient yourself by, and public toilets, and although a lot of the stores are the acme of the Northern California stereotypes: art, art, and more art, antiques, fancy post-hippie restaurants and clothing shops, and here's an entire window display of hand-made spun glass balls, many on Zodiac signs

and I know in season we would not have been able to move down the sidewalk, it's really very pleasant. There was a "for rent" sign on the print shop building, and I'd love to move a business in there. It doesn't hurt at all that hillsides rise sharply behind the houses in several directions.

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