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The Rain in Spain (and coastal California)

I made it out for a hike on Wednesday, and it was beautiful, clear skies, but by Thursday it was pouring rain, like God forgot to turn the faucet off. It’s the rainy season here in the Santa Cruz Mountains, where the area is classified as a rain forest — so it’s hit-and-miss from here on out, in terms of getting nice hiking weather.

I do like the rain, though. It dampens the spirits, it shades my writing a bit more, giving it sort of a different hue. I always feel a bit more melancholic, but that’s good for the soul (for my soul anyway). It fortifies the spirit, and it’s as good an excuse as any to binge on Radiohead.


Santa Cruz Mountains, November 2017

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Writer. In the summers, I live and work in the incredible state of Alaska, in the bush community of McCarthy; I pass the winters in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California. I'm working on a memoir-based nonfiction book on the American Dream. I blog, quite frequently, and I also have a novel in process, set in Alaska.

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