the storm that ate my drought

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 I love California. Quirky, lovable, yoga-centric California has been very good to me. Still, just six years ago after a bad breakup, I left the state for what I thought was for good. I move to Portland and immediately experienced a “once-a-decade” blizzard that shut the city down and gave me near-pneumonia. Then, two years ago, I got recruited back. Not just to the general California Bay Area population, but to the super-special wine country, home of some of the most valuable vintages on the planet. Yay! It is delicious in about a million ways and I try not to let it go to my head. Sometimes I have to literally pinch myself when, in the rarefied company of people whose names I dare not drop, I find myself . . .

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3 thoughts on “the storm that ate my drought

  1. Having traded the California scene in for the Mediterranean of southern France, I am more than happy with the vintages on offer! I’m glad you are enjoying where you are.

  2. Hello, there. Thank you for visiting my blog. I hope you found something that blessed you. I will be sharing more soon on hearing the voice of God. You also keep up this great work! :) Been thinking about a possible move to Cali ourselves, but then I get scared of Earthquakes. I still day dream though… Have a great day!

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