Mountain Voices

Christmas Town The snow is falling, Its softness like A blanket of down. Carolers singing, A church bell ringing, Christmas has come to our town. Peace on earth, Good will toward all. From chimney to chimney, Santa will make his call. Like the three wise men Who followed that radiant star. To be with loved […] Read More →

Driving North from Oakland, across the San Rafael Bridge, through Novato, Petaluma, Santa Rosa, Healdsburg, Cloverdale where lumber trucks growl, t-shirts replace suits. Then family names-Ukiah, Chitaka, Miti, Bu-shay, Pomo, Hoopa- and I breathe again heading home on winding ribbon roads. My life is this simple. I slough off city skin, replace it with soft […] Read More →