What I am going to tell you happened in Nicasio, on the old rancheria, where many of us lived after the San Rafael Mission was secularized and before county marshals marched us over the hills to Tomales Bay.
At the visitors’ center at Clear Lake State Park, past the diorama of Pomo village life and the cutaway diagram of Mount Konocti’s volcanic innards, there’s a wall- mounted aquarium displaying some of the lake’s fish.
In winter, our farmers take a breath, pick and sell in the rain, organize boxes, prune, weed, fix the plows — and plan and plant for spring, summer, and sometimes years ahead.
Inspiring and building a sustainable, healthy, and just future for the East Bay, California, and beyond.
