The thing about Golden Gardens is that there aren't actually any gardens. But there is sand, a park, barbeques, fire pits, a playground, sailboat races, a bathhouse that's rented out for weddings, and a food shack called Little Coney that sells soft serve ice cream. During the summer, the beach is teeming with sunbathers, volleyball players, and sandcastle constructors. During the winter, it's wonderfully deserted.
Oh – and if you listen carefully enough, you can often hear sea lions calling off the shore.
As for the rest of my weekend? I had a few yummy meals out, watched Our Idiot Brother (funnier than I was expecting), donated some things to Goodwill, and designed a new ring (more on that tomorrow).
