Today the sun was shining, the ocean was royal blue and the wind was bitter cold. I had the dog on a choke chain since I couldn’t squeeze the prong collar back together (I’d taken it apart in the wrong place). I headed down my street past a tree- trimmer truck that has just pulled… Continue reading Frostbite Memories
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A Different Kind of Fall
(re-run from 2018) 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… Continue reading A Different Kind of Fall
Let it Rain
(re-run from 2019) If you live in California, it’s the time of year that you pray for rain. With no precipitation since May, the hills are bone dry, so brown they are white. I hiked the hills yesterday. Not one green sprout of anything could be found anywhere. The trees are green, but that is… Continue reading Let it Rain
Bye-bye, Apple Tree
(re-run) It’s not supposed to be this windy in July. Not only was it a cool day, but wind gusts reached up to 50 miles per hour. I noticed my dog, Pepper, crunching on a small green apple this morning. I thought it was odd that the tree was dropping apples so soon. Little did… Continue reading Bye-bye, Apple Tree
Weekend Away
For me, it’s 120 miles from door to door. I can usually get there in two hours over five highways and get back in two and a half hours, unless it’s Sunday morning and everyone (light traffic) is going 75 mph. Even with the planned detour for road construction, I still made it in two… Continue reading Weekend Away
Frostbite Memories
(re-run) Today the sun was shining, the ocean was royal blue and the wind was bitter cold. I had the dog on a choke chain since I couldn’t squeeze the prong collar back together (I’d taken it apart in the wrong place). I headed down my street past a tree- trimmer truck that has just… Continue reading Frostbite Memories
Another Tree Bites the Dust
Last week I said to a neighbor as we stood in the green belt, “I wish I could pick up this pine tree and move it away from my house.” Guess what? Today the wind gusts of 60 mph did just that. But instead of moving it, the winds snapped it off at the base.… Continue reading Another Tree Bites the Dust
Let it Rain
If you live in California, this is the time of year that you pray for rain. With no precipitation since May, the hills are bone dry, so brown they are white. I hiked the hills yesterday. Not one green sprout of anything could be found anywhere. The trees are green, but that is all. When… Continue reading Let it Rain
