The circle closes

 We re-entered California yesterday as the last light was making it over the Siskiyou Mountains onto Mt. Shasta and strange spaceship clouds were competing with an almost full moon for specialness privileges. The dreaded contrails trace the sky around our beloved mountain and were at it by dawn again this morning.

The weather and environment are once again completely flipped. Off come the raincoats and jackets. We were able to get bio-diesel in the little Medford addendum of Phoenix yesterday and Michael still has 15 gallons of veggie oil to process for our last legs of this journey. We have time and may pick up more veggie oil today from the mountain community restaurants that usually supply us-- it they still have been holding on to it.

 I feel very Blessed to have Good Friends. Above is my forever young friend Jan who is a pediatric nurse practitioner, musician, horsewoman and wise-woman. Despite tragic slings of outrageous fortune you can see joy in her eyes. I hope we can once again be roommates somewhere in Guatemala as we were in years past doing clinics with nursing students and Pueblo Partisans.

 And this is art historian in training, Addie. We have know Addie for most of her life and she is the daughter of our land partners and friends. She is in her first year at OSU in Ashland and we had the opportunity to go to lunch and tour town and campus with her yesterday. Her dearness as well as core strength and sweetness touched us both. She took this photo of us, old hippies, adventurers reflecting Love back to her. Seeing her made us miss our Riparia community. It will be good to see everyone.