As a composter, chicken owner, equestrienne, and a person who does not suffer from allergies, springtime is fantastic in California. Christmastime is still my favorite, but I’ve found that Christmas should be spent on the eastern side of our fine nation, while spring can only be fully appreciated in the glorious, golden rays of California.
Yes, travel has proven that I’m a California girl. Oregon’s rolling green hills and Christmas tree lots are fragrant and evergreen, Michigan’s snow and Christmastime passion is exquisite, and Nevada’s bright lights and desert are striking. But my heart is Californian.
You may know that April is Earth Month. Now, this is something that is easy to scoff at, but here in California we’ve got an awful, horrible drought that come July is going to be one HOT problem. If you’re reading this on the east coast, you may be thinking “drought? I’m up to my eyeballs in SNOW!” Well I know. And us Californians are jealous. Read the rest of this entry »