Jeff lives in a magic place: in a trip up from the freeway to his house on the hill, I saw a mom and pop Canadian goose family with 12 babies trying to cross the road. I stopped traffic to head them back to a nearby pond. Then in a field were two deer, eyeing me and the dogs with calm, and then a female peacock wandering in a neighbor's yard. These two geese sit at the side of the bridge, right alongside the road, and look quite gold in the sun and are vociferous about their territorial rights. They appeared about two months ago and seem to like the area. They are not Canadians or Brants - and we wonder if some one is missing their "pets".
The creek is running full with the melting snow and the hills are green with spring birthing fast. We went back up to Placerville last week to do some more work on Jeff's remodel and to eat, talk and sleep well in the hills. The peace and tranquility are a huge contrast to life here on the boat-we have sirens, the freeway a mile away, and neon all over. You can sit on his lanai and look across a valley and just breathe while peace arrives.
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