Hot, Hot, Hot

102 degrees outside.  Fires are burning in both Northern and Southern California. The once late-summer fire season is now happening in June. California heat is dry heat, low humidity, good for your hair, bad for fire. Four weeks ago we had rain.  Then an explosion of pollen. Then a slow start to summer. Now it… Continue reading Hot, Hot, Hot

The Turquoise Trailer and the Homeless Couple

My little beach house sits on land bought back in 1929 from the railroad company.  The old deed shows the purchase price of $25.00. For some reason, the original owner didn’t want to buy the land up to the railroad tracks. Now, 90 years later, the land between my back fence and the old railroad… Continue reading The Turquoise Trailer and the Homeless Couple

The First Day of Summer

Okay, it’s not really the first day of summer, but school got out yesterday, and the kids in my neighborhood are running around in their new-found freedom. I walked the big dog and saw the parking lot to the pool, at the top of the green belt, filled with cars. It was only 1:00 p.m.… Continue reading The First Day of Summer

Be Careful Who You Hike With

First of all, the title should be Be Careful with Whom You Hike, but I figured only English teachers would read the post if I did it that way. An old bf asked me to go on a hike with him. I said yes a little too quickly. Looking back, Bob (not his real name)… Continue reading Be Careful Who You Hike With

Animals in my Life, Domestic and Wild

It’s 8:30 p.m. The dogs are in their usual spot, glued to the twilight through the sliding glass door.  They are lying in wait for a rat.  The Jack Russell started this. The lab was happy to snooze in the chair before Daisy came along. Now they stand guard for their yard. When they see… Continue reading Animals in my Life, Domestic and Wild

I Need More Friends

“Fireflies are the confetti of angels.”  That is some great writing.  If you haven’t seen the new show, Bless This Mess, it is hilarious. There is no laugh track, Barbara.  No live audience, either, Old Dave. Maybe it’s because the show is set in Nebraska, where I used to teach. I lived in a farmhouse… Continue reading I Need More Friends

Fighting my Way to Monterey

The forecast was for rain.  But Monterey was calling. It had been more than two weeks. The chorus concerts were done, and there were too many events for Memorial Day weekend up in the Bay Area. If I wanted to sneak in two nights at my beach house, I needed to go. Rain or no… Continue reading Fighting my Way to Monterey