This actually is an example of curiosity: how sane/engaged can I keep myself over the course of two weeks on a hillside overlooking the southern California town of Temecula? I have brought myself here on a writing retreat, nudged by a howler friend who has been here twice before herself. I have brought books galore—on poetry, of poetry, on the Japanese incarceration of WWII, various nonfiction that I'd like to finish. My laptop, of course. A huge stack of old journals that I haven't peeked inside for decades.
Today I read a book—mostly illustrations—about internment camp artistic creations. It feels too slight to write a report on. But I used it to write a very short section (perhaps) of the novel I'm hoping to put some time in on while I'm here. I also took a couple of short hikes. All the hikes here are short, but they do have the challenge of being vertical. Up to "the top"! Of Dorland Mountain, the name of the artist colony I've planted myself in.
I also ventured into Old Town Temecula this afternoon, which was a bustling place if you're interested in food and drink. Which I wasn't. So my visit was brief. It looks like I'll mostly be perching up here on my mountain, with the occasional dip down to Temecula Parkway to pick up sustenance.
In any case, I took a few photos today and yesterday. Here they are.
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The view from my porch upon arrival.
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My cabin: Connors.
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A beautiful sunset.
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I was in search of a trail that departed from this stone circle
—which I found, but which didn't amount to much...
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Stone circle detail (who can resist a hedgehog? I can't!).
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Upside down, sorry. But... doesn't everything feel upside down
right now?
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That's Mount San Gorgonio in the distance.
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That's Mount San Jacinto on the left (with the snow).
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The top of Dorland Mountain Trail.
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