We have received so much from the California coast. Gala Gabirondo knows a way we can give back.
I was seven when our old panel truck emerged from the shadows of Samuel P. Taylor Park into West Marin County. We were headed for Olema, an old stage stop of fifty people.
“Olema is a funny name,” I said, “Is it Spanish?”
“It’s short for Olemaloke,” my mother smiled, “It’s from the Miwok people. It means ‘valley of the coyotes.’”
Our new home was my gateway to endless adventure. I explored the trails, learned the plants, and marveled at the wildlife of Bear Valley, Inverness Ridge, and Tomales Bay. Forests had feelings. The Bay could speak. The countryside was full of animate beings to be respected and loved.