Glory in the Morning
~Entertainment Tour in Venice~ The first phenomenon in this story’s parade blooms right outside our back gate. The Muscle Beach skate park marks our first excursion as newbie residents. With graceful ease, skaters flying around and over cement curves take our breath away. We holler and cheer as the kids practice diligently to jump over…
Mockingbird Morning
A mockingbird singing 15 stanzas greets us on the first three mornings in our new home. I am elated. Then, neighbors on both sides start extensive power tool projects–the mockingbird flies away. He’s leaving me in a strange, new land. Before moving, we attempt to seriously downsize. I struggle to follow advice “When in doubt,…
Fiscalini
Although obsessed with the pack-up for moving from off-the-grid wild land life, I secretly (foolishly) fantasize a la dee dah beach scene near our upcoming temporary lodging in Cambria. It’s wiser to embrace real life as it rolls. Turns out our May/June habitat is cold, cloudy, windy, damp, and often shrouded in fog. This video…
Migration
Jim looks out over the meadow and forest and asks, “How did I grow so old in such a short amount of time?” We have had 20 grand, adventurous years in the Cazadero hills. But now that we’ve orbited the sun 80+ times, we must migrate* back to the family nest. We are doing this…
Green
Each Sonoma County season brings pleasures and excitements. This autumn’s transformation is dramatic. Light becomes amber, air feels soft, and time seems to speed up. Shadows of the yakkety yak wild geese fly-by prompt us to stop what we’re doing and hurry up, look up. Beauty lingers; it’s a universe of brown beauty. We can’t…
River of Surprise
Leave any apprehensions you might have outside the door. We’re not talking about alarming or dangerous or heartbreaking surprises. This is strictly for fun. Suddenly discovering a new way of seeing something ordinary delights us. For example, we’re always pleased to see California poppies, one of our most common flowers. But if we look closely,…
Vertigo Report
My account of two horrendous vertigo attacks prompted many thoughtful TLC responses. I wish we were all together in an Imax theater for this thank you. I would have reported sooner, but the audiology appointment was a only a few days ago. Here’s the upshot: so far, no more attacks have surfaced. Here’s the rundown:…
Cracked
Since two recent 3 a.m. vertigo attacks, I’ve been waking up with fear and dread of another surprise strike. These weren’t dips into a woozy dizzy swaying world, but deep seasick whole-body spasms–you would not like to hear details. The inner ear docs aim to figure it out, but in the meantime I’m exploring how…
Dance
I’ve been hunched over the computer too long. My shoulders need stretching and my inner child needs to wake up before I calcify into an old fogey. Back in the day, dancing enlivened my routine life–polkas, waltzes, swing, belly, aikido, and folk dancing from around the world. The joy connection was so strong I thought…
Shadow
We had zero visibility in a total fog out during the Oct. 14 ring of fire eclipse. I was jealous of friends who were in the right place at the right time for this cosmic shadow drama. However, we were exhilarated to connect with our eclipse friends camping in Northern California’s lava beds. They zapped…
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