What’s hard to believe is that at this time last year I was leaving the Big Hole of Montana for my new assignment on the Bill Williams River in Arizona. What a crazy year and what an amazing four months I’ve had so far at my new home in June Lake. The past few weeks have been clouded by smoke from the Walker Lake fire that’s blazing about two miles from my work in Lee Vining. It was heartbreaking when it started, as most fires are and since I’ve bonded deep with this place in such a small amount of time. I know this because of what I personally experienced in Montana and Arizona, places that I also bonded with but with more of a delayed response. The human caused Walker Lake fire is now 75% contained after burning 3,700 acres. The final bits of summer are upon us… kids are going back to school, people are frantically trying to get in that last minute trip, California fire season in full blast… I think I better put it to dirtdiary memory before I forget from the Sierra magic spell I’ve been under.
So there you have it, I’m not hating life. Life up north is beyond good. I’m a little anxious for my first winter in over 11 years. All my seasonal coworkers are leaving me alone. I have to get used to weather again. Buy some sort of insulated boot like thing to put on my feet. I’ll probably end up snowboarding or skiing, things I’ve vowed never ever to do again ever. But for now, I should be in the moment right? Enjoy summers remaining days, embrace fall and the aspens that will put on a show in a few months. Reflect on what my life has evolved into, a new phase of sorts that is just beginning. I still don’t know what I’m doing but sometimes it feels like I do.