Part of my Burning Thirteen in 2013 Challenge
I grew up in California and one thing that I got used to seeing there that I don’t ever recall seeing in Washington or Texas are areas of land around a freeway that are blackened with the remains of a fire. Maybe it is because the rolling hills of the California coast are coated with dry flammable grass nine months out of the year. Perhaps it is because Texans and Washingtonians don’t toss lit cigarettes out of their car windows. Whatever the reason, it is something that seems purely Californian in in my mind.
I was a Northern California kid, so the streets weren’t lined with palm trees bordering the beach where everyone surfed. Most of California’s coastline features the coastal range rolling or dropping into the Pacific, one of my favorite places, the coastline.