No cars roared past. No radios blared from a neighbor’s house. There
were no neighbors—no human neighbors, anyway.
Our new home consisted of one bedroom, one bathroom, and one big
room for everything else. A fireplace in the corner of the big room
would be our sole source of heat in the winter. A swamp box (cooler)
would blow a breeze over a big damp pad to keep us cool all summer,
or so my father said. But it was early autumn that day, and the
temperature was perfect in the shade of the oak tree. Our oak tree, I
thought; I was settling in.
Mom wiped a layer of grime off the kitchen counter and muttered about
getting a bottle of bleach on our next trip into town. That was
the beginning of an important lesson about living in the back of
beyond: you don’t just zip over to the local convenience store anytime
you need something out here. You have to make a careful list and
check it twice so that you don’t forget anything, because anywhere is a
long way from here.
On my first walk around the property, I saw two horned toads, a red-
tailed hawk, and some deer tracks. I wondered what else I might find
deeper and higher in the canyon. Dad told me the real estate agent
had mentioned that coyotes, bobcats, mountain lions, rattlesnakes,
and even bears roamed these hills. To my surprise, I found I couldn’t
wait to see them. All of them. I felt my feet taking root in the earth,
claiming this place as home.
With no street lamps timed to turn on at sunset, when night came it
was darker than anything I had ever experienced. Mom and I went out
to look at the stars while Dad tried to unplug the ancient toilet. In the
city, or even in the suburbs where I had lived before, you could see
only the brightest stars in the sky. But out here, it was like being in a
planetarium, except there were no labels typed onto our sky. The
sheer number and spread of stars was awe-inspiring.
That first night, we slept on air mattresses on the living room floor
because the movers had not yet arrived. There were no curtains on
the windows, so when the moon rose, it shone in as if moonbeams
were an integral part of the cabin.