“Paris was a universe whole and entire unto herself, hollowed and fashioned by history; so she seemed in this age of Napoleon III with her towering buildings, her massive cathedrals, her grand boulevards and ancient winding medieval streets- As vast and indestructible as nature itself” – Anne Rice February 2007. Those chilly winter days in …
I may have been in the forest to long when I find myself saying, “Beer me!” To my dog. Yes, well, eight days of camping and talking to almost no one but my dog can do that to a girl. It’s probably going to be a fantastic sunset tonight because fire, yea. There appears to …
I’m staring at an entire mountain range that was decimated by wildfire two years ago. This used to be where I hiked beneath the Jeffrey pines and my dog frolicked in the freezing cold creeks. One June day as I watched flames spreading towards the highest peaks I felt like my heart was breaking for Lost …
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 …