It was during the winter of 76 and with the snow storm swirling around me when i lived on a farm in Marion Wisconsin, i listened to Joni Mitchell's song "California" and it took me away. I could feel the depth of her words, and the images she called up in my favorite Joni Mitchell song.
A generation of counterculture women empowering themselves with experience and self reliance, I was the strongest willed woman I knew and I was in my hay day. I put another log on the fire downstairs in the wood stove, while I could hear Joni sing about the beautiful west coast state.
We were young and knew our own minds and we wanted to live our vision of peace and love, a generation raised during the sixties and early seventies, and now we were adults moving across America's ever beautiful landscape.
Years later i would make it out West, not to California but to Oregon where I lived in the forests of the Wallowa Mountains doing timber inventory for the forest service in some of the most remote forests in America