Children’s Diary-July 24, 25
We camped in the Redwood Forest. It was dark under the big trees.
We camped in Guerneville. We went down a big slide and watched the racecars.
It has taken me thirty years to return to California, the state of my birth. I’ve heard stories of my infancy, but it was like I came from another continent, so far and different from Florida, was the place I grew up. I get to know you California, little by little from the top down. After the cool dark peacefulness of Redwood National Forest, we were back on the … Read more...