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I am so inspired by this winding native stone staircase painted with the masterful brush of time and weather. It was constructed by the hands and will of the diminutive first woman who owned this home and its hill or shall I say the hill and its home. The second and current owners know exactly what they have here and, together, we loved it into what shall be the next eon of its existence. I predict.


Texture Opera

California Fruit and Native Plants

Still Climbing

Tipi at the top

Squeeze of Lime