Give us this day, our daily bread... AND a tiny house!!!
Back when I lived and worked in Sonoma, California, in a life that now feels really not-so-unlike the one I am living now, almost every Sunday afternoon through the last season I lived there, I would take a drive-up route 12, through Santa Rosa, over to the Bodega Highway and then due west through the town of Sebastpol and onto the Bohemian Highway that begins at the corner of the tiny, Vermont-meets-California town of Freestone, California. The town sits idyllically at the foot of where the Redwood Forest begins in those parts.