The air was crystal clear, the sky a true Sierra blue, the temp around 73°F, a perfect day to take our guests, Blas and Vanessa,
At the end of summer, Apple Hill, the fabulous organic farm near our cabin, harvests crate after crate of gorgeous, flavorful heirloom tomatoes in what
Every time we travel to our cabin, I rouse from drive induced numbness when the Sierra peaks first come into view. It’s difficult to stay alert
Wild flowers in midsummer in the Sierra are spectacular, a real celebration of the short growing season. When hiking near North Lake, we came upon
Reading outside on a sunny afternoon, shiny green leaves appearing on the Aspen trees, the season’s first wild flowers, deer napping in our yard, 17°F
Our dog Atticus Finch is responsible for our buying an alpine cabin. Before adopting him, we rented a small chalet for a week every summer,
A place isn’t home to me until I’ve cooked a meal. We’d gotten up early on a temperate Saturday morning in Los Angeles, packed the