California Burning

I escaped to Monterey with the dogs for two days.  The sky was white, but I couldn’t smell the smoke that was choking the San Francisco Bay area from the Butte County fire. I watched the news, forty-eight dead, hundreds more missing, the town of Paradise 80% gone.  Telephone poles still falling, burned-out cars along… Continue reading California Burning

A Different Kind of Fall

In my 33 years in California (one and a half down south, the rest up north), I can’t remember a fall where we have not had a drop of rain by mid-November. I also can’t remember ever having three big fires in less than two years that have burned down whole communities due to crazy… Continue reading A Different Kind of Fall

Smoky Day

It’s September 15th, tax day if you’re self-employed, and an end of summer day deep in the heart of fire season if you live in California. Our worst fires have been in October, so we have weeks to go before it rains again.  The sky is dark this morning, but it’s not from rain clouds,… Continue reading Smoky Day

Lost in Napa

(from December 26th) I got a dog yesterday. She’s supposed to be a buddy to my two year old lab/border collie/pit bull mix. She is adorable, fast, and sneaky. She has already tried to eat Pepper’s breakfast and has snuggled alone in Pepper’s bed, a fight for the Alpha position. Pepper weighs 50 pounds. New… Continue reading Lost in Napa

Shake, Rattle and Roll

Twenty earthquakes happened under my town yesterday. The biggest one was under the posh community of Diablo, three miles from here. They are calling it a swarm of quakes. The quakes are just big enough to get your attention or wake you from your slumber. The dogs don’t like them. The tremors are noisy, as… Continue reading Shake, Rattle and Roll

An Ode to the West Coast

Earthquakes, fires, and mudslides aside, California is an awesome state. You’ve lived at both ends, and it is like leaving one country and entering another. San Diego is warm, sunny, and filled with swaying palm trees. You were only there for 18 months, long enough to visit every beach and experience every tourist attraction. You… Continue reading An Ode to the West Coast