Come Walk with Me
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A beautiful drive through Feather River Canyon brought my Quincy weekend toward its close. I’d shared cookies, presents, and happy fairy dust, and was bringing plenty of joy home with me. Sunday morning, I left Quincy early and drove home through Feather River Canyon. The river, rocky banks, tunnels cut through the mountainside, and changing trees gave me more reasons to stop and take photographs. I’d arrived with cookies and presents; I was leaving with new memories of Sunsh

I held a friend’s granddaughter, fell in love, and chose to become another loving presence in her life. Nine years later, being a fairy godmother is one of my favorite life adventures. Nobody appointed me a fairy godmother. I held a four-month-old baby, fell in love, and decided I wanted to be part of her life. Fortunately, her mother welcomed the idea. That baby, whom I’ll call Sparkle, is nine now, and her mother, Sunshine, has become my dear friend and confidante. On this

Twice a year for the past nine years, in spring after the snow melts and in fall before Halloween, I’ve headed to Quincy in the northern Sierra near Mount Lassen, bringing cookies, presents, and love for my fairy goddaughters. The spectacular fall colors are a wonderful bonus. When I pack for Quincy, there are certain essentials: clothes, cookies, presents, and a willingness to play. Twice a year, I make the trip to visit my fairy goddaughters, whom I’ll call Sunshine and Spa