A California Dream Turns to Ash

My younger sister Deborah and I had the same reaction when we first visited California. We didn't want to leave. I first came to California in the spring of 1973, during my freshman year in college, to visit my older sister. Judy had moved to San Francisco a couple of years earlier, and then to Mill Valley in beautiful Marin County just … Continue reading A California Dream Turns to Ash


Mourning a Mulberry Tree

It doesn’t look like much now: a gnarled, mossy trunk leaning at a precarious angle. It was one of several trees in our yard that sprouted on their own and were left to grow by the previous owners. We cut down a few of those trees when they were still small. We left two Siberian elms, … Continue reading Mourning a Mulberry Tree