When I was nearly two years old my father chose to move from San Francisco to the small community of Little River. Within a year he moved us again, slightly more north to Mendocino. He found a place about three miles from the village out among the state forest property. They rented a small two-bedroom … Read more
When I was growing up we lived on two-and-a-half acres in Northern California the middle of 80 acres of state forestry property. It provided a wonderland of adventures for children. We could go in nearly any direction and uncover another new miracle of discoveries. Our favorite would be when we went deep into the forest … Read more