I love all the smells of fall. Autumn days mean breathing in the scents of cinnamon, cardamon and fresh leaves under my hiking boots. And then I drive home to our cabin full of farting pets. I love the scent of those cinnamon pinecones, cloves and orange essential oils. What I don’t love is all …
Most people right now are very paranoid about the Coronavirus. Some individuals have just now learned, at thirties years old that yes, you have to wash your hands. Even more folks are flocking to Costco to drain the shelves of toilet paper and cases of water. Who doesn’t have a water filter on their sink? …
It was the winter of 1994 in the mountain hamlet of Running Springs, California. I might not have known it as I was only a fourteen year old but ore teen romping through our mountain forest most days. But in this Christmas season, a crazy cat lady was born. Between shoveling the three feet of …
I come from a long line of crazy cat people. I spent my first day of the summertime with my brother and sister in law doing what crazy cat people do when they leave the cats alone at home for the day; Hiking mountain trails, taking selfies with wildflowers and kayaking the high seas of …
I used to blog about my parents all the time when I lived in the same town as them and my dad walked around the front yard in his ripped underwear or took his Siamese cat on a leash into the local hardware store. I live on the other side of the mountain range from …