Tales from the Humboldt Hills

I’ve heard city people snickering about the old redneck saying that “when it’s raining you can’t fix the roof and when it ain’t raining you don’t need to.” Well, up here in these Humboldt hills that isn’t just a humorous story. If you’re a busy country person without anybody to please but yourself, you might go for the easy solution.

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Safe Space

We started a tradition a few years back, the local kids gather at our community school and pile into a car to go trick-or-treating. We live in a very rural area so our houses are often miles apart and the kids usually manage less than a dozen homes. So we often end with a treat. This year, some incredible people

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The Smell of Smelt

“You two!” Dad barked sharply at Buddy and I. Through the constant roar of the ocean we could barely hear him but with a wild animal’s instinct for danger we were instantly alert. “You’re gonna scare the fish.” Not daring to argue, but wondering how fish could hear us with their heads covered in the roaring ocean and their bodies

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Fire in the Heart

Tree Burning During Salmon Creek Fire   Brilliant yellow leaves, so saturated in sunlight that they bow–heavy with golden weight, and meadow grasses wet with the first rains, complete each other like puzzle pieces in the land around our cabin. But stories from Southern California remind me how fragile, how ephemeral this beauty is. We could have lost it all

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