Over all those seven years in New England I’ve spoken constantly and longingly about California. Well, now I’m here and there is plenty of getting used to to be had. I think my boxes have all arrived, with just a few things here and there broken. I’m still in one piece, so that’s pretty encouraging. Of course, every day there are endless errands as I struggle to settle. I think I’m almost there.
On the bright side, I have two teaching jobs now, and I may be getting a third. Crazy. Who knew guitar could be so popular.
On the cool side, I hacked apart a dead tree and pulled it out, roots and all. The garden needs work…
There’s an incredible energy here though — a kindness and chill-ness I think I missed during the time I was in Boston and New Haven.
