I would probably self-identify as a female rural West Coast (of USA) Caucasian, but that wouldn't include, as labels often don't, my journey from a small monocultural mill town to a solo sabbatical in six countries (in '91). Now I'm on to the exciting sojourn of retirement (from full-time worklife five years ago). I love travel and art and aesthetics, as well as almost all cats and dogs I've met. This blog is just for fun and experimenting with the tools. It should be amusing...

Monday, April 30, 2012

Spring's coming slowly...

Howdy--where did March and April go? Cameron the 8 month old and her Uncle Jack, about six, relax after one of the first warmish days, when they could go to their supervised pen and catch bugs. They are no doubt conferring as to strategy. This old barn is on a rural road near Montague. Ditto the old bridge over the meandering Shasta river. We've seen the water teeming with big salmon.


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