Homesick for Many Places

Is it possible to have roots in multiple places?

First Plunge

I’m pulling into Santa Barbara, 940 miles of highway behind me, as the sun dips low to the west. On my right: occasional glimpses of the sea, tantalizing and unreal, but ahead there’s only bumper-to-bumper traffic.  I’m racing the clock as I inch through Montecito, drumming my fingers on the steering wheel. The sun’s fully … Continue reading First Plunge