Putting it all together
Another early morning awakened by the birds. There are house and gold finches, scrub jays and crows, an occasional quail, one of the chickens bragging about her new egg. It's a lovely way to come back into daylight consciousness with that sense of hope and opportunity, a new day, a new day.
Yesterday the local California Parks docents made a field trip an hour away to the rediscovered Saint Eulalia mission, an outpost from the 1800s that was "lost" until 2006. The adobe bricks were still in place, but crumbling, and a later generation had added a second story.
Afterwards we tromped through an old cemetery where we saw graves from the Donner party and one from the Bear Flag Revolt. Two more adobes to tour, plus a small museum (complete with mammoth bone) and it was time to get home. A few more pieces of my mental history puzzle fell into place so now I'll offer better tours of our local sites myself. I love days like that!
Yesterday the local California Parks docents made a field trip an hour away to the rediscovered Saint Eulalia mission, an outpost from the 1800s that was "lost" until 2006. The adobe bricks were still in place, but crumbling, and a later generation had added a second story.
Afterwards we tromped through an old cemetery where we saw graves from the Donner party and one from the Bear Flag Revolt. Two more adobes to tour, plus a small museum (complete with mammoth bone) and it was time to get home. A few more pieces of my mental history puzzle fell into place so now I'll offer better tours of our local sites myself. I love days like that!
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