I found this image of Golden Gate from the fall of 2019. I miss seeing our treasured little homestead that is woefully fractured and unrecognizable at this point. But fortunately, our diligent [...]
I found this image of Golden Gate from the fall of 2019. I miss seeing our treasured little homestead that is woefully fractured and unrecognizable at this point. But fortunately, our diligent [...]
My fossilized century-old home I fondly refer to as Golden Gate has wet feet. Apparently, no one knew how to address drainage in the 1920’s on a steep and rangy, oak-dotted hillside at the top of [...]
It’s chrysalis time at Golden Gate – a metaphor for the sheltered state when caterpillars transform into butterflies. It’s a transitional phase when structures are undefined and un-presentable. [...]
It was late afternoon on the first day of July when Marshall and I pulled into a tucked away cul-de-sac at the top of this tiny humpback island. As is typical this time of year, there was a [...]
