Driving through the twisty hills
so many houses tucked amazingly
into the windy roads….redwoods
share the space…one can just tell
that people love living here.
And there is a hangover of the
Sixties…the same way that Japan is
hungover from WW2….it's a
hangover of lesse fair, que sera sera,
of course, money takes over, corrupts
and pollutes here….but there is still
real raw organic spirit here….I swear.