In this town when you see the flashing red lights of the forest service in your rear view mirror that’s when you start to worry. Good thing I drive an all wheel drive SUV. I yanked my Subaru into what may have qualified as a dirt turnout; all kinds of dogs yelping and flying over each …
The hills are a dry, dusty dirt mess as I head out of town. This drought is destroying our once beautiful national forest. Years ago when I commuted this mountain highway to work in the spring time the hills would be a bright and vibrant green reminding me of Ireland, a foreign …
I feel like my heart is breaking this morning for the little mountain community of Idyllwild. I have been cursing, coughing and hating the thick blanket of smoke that hangs over my own mountain town for two days now. My little rural mountain town sits one mountain range and about forty miles away from …
The day I was evacuated from my home I drove down highway 18 with my radio off. I never drove without Shakira, Gretchen Wilson or the Cure blaring from my speakers. I had just packed up my two long haired cats, 15 scrapbooks of pictures and my oh-so-so-cal True Religion jeans, piled it all into …