New Pine Creek Oregon Visit

I left the Southwest desert of Tucson, Arizona behind with pleasure on October 13th, 2010 to visit my friend Marissa in New Pine Creek , Oregon.  I needed to get away from the horrid heat and on to a place with seasons.  I long always to be anywhere but the Southwest and even though I was born and raised in the Coachella Valley, Ca. desert I have never belonged to the desert.  I have no love for it in my heart.  I regret when I have to leave for home November 10th.

My heart sings for mountain regions, pine, juniper, maple, oak and aspen trees.  Leaves falling in colors ablaze, winter dustings of snow on the ground, birds and wildlife abounds.

I have experienced this and more during my stay here.  I've witnessed a golden eagle, barn owls, frogs and crickets croaking pretty much all day, hearing the wind rustling the leaves, the sounds of a cow mooing in the distance, the scent of horses on the next property, herds of deer and antelope and even the howling of coyote in the distance.  My heart and soul has sung since I've been here.  I am at peace with the land and I am well aware that winter here can be a wee bit harsh.  I hope to experience this place in the Spring and Summer.

The nights.  What can I say other than the night sky is gorgeous here.  No city lights getting in the way with their harsh glares and buildings to block the vast view of a dark sky with stars shining so bright and clear you are tempted to put sunglasses on. 

I got up the other morning to 30 degrees and a light dusting of snow on the ground and as I took my coffee outside to sit on the deck I was never the more happier.  The blue jays were calling and flying, quail running around in huge family groups.  No sounds of car stereos boom booming, sirens of police and fire engines and gun shots going off.  Yes, I know deep inside my soul I could live this isolated and sweet country life.  It is what I have longed for all my life, ever since I was a wee girl.  Make no bones about it, I am fully aware that country living has it's draw backs and hardships and I wear no rose colored glasses.

The closest town is Lakeview, Oregon, 14 miles away which is a quaint and sweet, small town but they have all the needs to get one by out here.  If you need more then a 2 hour drive to Klamath Falls, Oregon would be needed.  Everyone I have come across in this rural part of Oregon which is by the way literally across the street from the California border, has been very hospitable.

The picturesque old buildings, barns and more capture my eye and I have been having a love affair with them.  The history and story they tell.  I cannot wait to unload my digital camera to see my pictures and post them here on my blog.  I have plans on altering them into a Sepia tone and making posters of many as art work for my home.  I think I'd like to take some professional photography courses.

While my heart screams to live in Colorado, it does say Oregon is a close second.  Moving here though
would be iffy in being able to get jobs out here.  I fight my being as I type from finding a cute 3 bedroom home and paying them a years rent right off the bat and move to Lakeview, Oregon.  Alas, I am fighting this urge.

I am not happy in Southwest Arizona at all.  Maybe my husband and I can look in Northern AZ which is similar to what I am describing here.  I fight leaving the state I live in because I do not want to leave my son who is 20 behind.  However, I realize he is grown and it is time for my husband and I to be happy and find our own way, leaving him is too hard.

Oh, look it starting to rain a slow drizzly rain outside right now ...sigh....so beautiful

Blessed Be until my next entry.
Jamie