Jun 16 2022
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Much as I enjoyed visiting the past in San Francisco, I was glad to get back to the present in Hooterville.
It’s interesting that I love living in the country so much. When I lived in San Francisco, I loved it. I loved living in Pacific Heights, I loved the beauty and diversity of the City, its characteristic sights and sounds. But a lot has changed since those halcyon days, and the City I knew and loved is mostly gone. Even if money were no object – and it’s more like a massive, immovable one – I can’t imagine moving back there. I am much happier in my little wooden water tower, surrounded by towering redwoods, with the only sounds the wind in the trees and the birds singing. OK, and the occasional meow.
It was good to get back home. This is the view from the back porch:
And from the front door:
Clyde and Dodge still hang out on the heater in the living room in the evenings and early mornings before they head out to play for the day:
I love how they are such close companions.
Before I go to work in the morning, I always take one last look before I leave. These days, one of my small pleasures is the light-up Chrysler Building that was one of my birthday presents. I have it on in the evening and leave it on so I can enjoy its glow when I get up in the morning:
I love it out of all proportion to what it is, for some reason.
I guess it’s true what they say: There’s no place like home.
FIVE YEARS AGO: When worlds collide.
TEN YEARS AGO: The birth of a garden.
FIFTEEN YEARS AGO: A midnight dog rescue.
TWENTY YEARS AGO: Candi and Brian came to visit!
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