As ever, Northern California in April does not disappoint. The flora is so similar to the springs of my youth, in the South, that I walk the varying lengths of our Palo Cedro driveway, the Sacramento River Trail, and the upscale neighborhoods of Redding under brilliantly blue 80F skies in a fog of nostalgia.
The fluffy redbuds and rust tipped dogwood blossoms — both the state flower and tree of my Virginia birthplace — remind me of Palm Sundays and Easters in the Presbyterian and Methodist churches I grew up in. There is a oval bush bursting with white, powdery flowers whose scent takes me to the Big Farm, but whose name I forgot somewhere along a trail that taught me about the aspen, larch, and white bark pines of Montana. At night, the tall yellow roses, which remind me of first lessons from my mother as I learned to say “Tropicana,” drift in on the the breeze, and I dream about walking through Grandma Betty’s magical yard with my children.
There’s been much bee work to be done in California, and I’ve written a lot about it over the years. In this first spring of Howard’s life, I’ve been an absentee blogger, but I’ll write about all that bee work again, in a different season of my life. After all 1,500 hives of bees do not magically re-queen themselves. But as the work has wound down, we’ve found time to play, too.
Over the weekend, we traveled south and met up with with very dear friends in Inverness, at Point Reyes National Seashore, literally on the San Andreas Fault just north of San Francisco. This landscape was wholly new to both Honeydew and I. A rollercoaster of a highway winds through hills rocky one moment and grassy the next. We saw acres of fat dairy cows. We also saw a bobcat, numerous deer, and kept our eyes sharp for Tule elk on these ever changing landscapes, which end abruptly in enormous cliffs at the edge of the continent. Easing our toes into the frigid Pacific, we passed the time looking for whales, sea lions, and seals, while our little girls played with all of their hearts, as only small children can, and baby Howard looked on in longing as he stuffed fistfuls of sand down his diaper.
The area’s arresting beauty was a sensory treat, but even better was the reconnection with friends that I’ve called mine since we all slung drinks and steaks at Charlie’s and the Babb Bar/Cattle Baron in the early 2000s. During one season of our enduring summer friendship, I lived with them in the A-frame at Chief Mountain Junction, where I slept the deep sleep of the night shift, and my future husband drove past the A-frame in those same pre-dawn hours, on his way to his senior year of high school in Cardston, Alberta, Canada.
Since that time, we’ve been in each other’s weddings but been parted by the professional and personal goals that required accomplishment outside of our beloved Babb. Holding each other’s children’s hands down precarious lighthouse stairs, in the whirling currents of the mighty Pacific, and in lukewarm hot tubs, we talked-talked-talked, and we learned that time had not dimmed our appreciation for each other. It was though we had picked up a conversation begun the night before, as we sipped Grateful Deads and twirled along Charlie’s sticky stage, and happily Honeydew, though he did not know them very well before, came away equally contented in a new friendship.
All year I write and think obsessively of July, and I am always surprised by how soothing spring’s cycle of renewal is, in the flora, fauna, and friendships of our lives.
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April 17, 2014 at 7:56 pm
You and your babies are so beautiful!!!
Sent from my iPhone Wanda Winn
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April 18, 2014 at 12:27 pm
You are so sweet, Wanda. Thanks!
June 2, 2014 at 8:16 am
Thank you, sweet lady.
April 18, 2014 at 6:58 pm
Did you sample the Cowgirl Creamery cheese while in Inverness? Nice little town. We visited last fall but did not get to the Point due to the govt shutdown. We also loved the countryside but did not see so much wildlife. Maybe because we did not do the final leg of the drive to shore. :(. Next time.
Good to read all is well and you are enjoying time in CA.
June 2, 2014 at 8:15 am
We DID sample the delightful cheese! Thanks for sticking with us, Rick. Howard will be 1 in 2 weeks and I feel like I’m finally getting it together 😉
April 19, 2014 at 2:42 pm
Your writing is so magical Courts I always feel like I am there!
June 2, 2014 at 8:14 am
Thanks so much, Pam! You taught me well.