Peace Cove

03/03/2026

13 years ago many Monarchs would shelter on site here in the Carmel Highlands. Nowadays, if I see a Monarch, I rejoice inside! Since 2024 Peace Cove has retired as a vacation rental and is now hosting us full time with her customary generosity and joy!! We are so happy to be living here full time now!
In deference to the local wildlife, we have cleared out the invasive ivy covering the hills and are rewilding areas with California Natives including keystone species, winter nectar sources, and habitat for the visiting migrant Allens or Rufous Hummingbirds (not sure which they are yet). Can't wait till the Calif. Thimbleberries and the Evergreen Huckleberry bushes start making berries! 😍

the Monarchs have arrived!

02/08/2026

John Steinbeck’s mother brought the watchers gifts. She believed they left her flowers in return.

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01/01/2026

Mamacocha’s cleansing!

Updated forecast: Next parade of California storms to bring downpours, hazardous mountain driving conditions Some of the highest tides seen in the Bay Area in more than four decades are expected this weekend, as powerful king tides combine with storm surge to raise the risk of coastal flooding.

11/21/2025

Absolutely against Trump’s anti-Earth policies.

11/18/2025

She was America's sweetheart. Then she discovered her husband had secretly stolen every dollar she'd ever earned.
April 1968.
Doris Day's husband Martin Melcher died suddenly of an enlarged heart.
She was devastated. They'd been married 17 years. He'd been her manager, her partner, her protector.
Or so she thought.
When the lawyers came with paperwork to settle the estate, Doris expected to sign documents about her fortune. After all, she was one of Hollywood's biggest stars.
"Que Sera, Sera" had topped charts worldwide.
"Pillow Talk" made her the highest-paid actress in America.
She'd made 39 films. Sold millions of records. Built an empire.
She opened the envelope expecting security.
Instead, she found ruin.
Doris Day wasn't rich.
She was $450,000 in debt.
Every dollar she'd earned—every film, every song, every appearance—was gone.
Her husband had lost it all.
Melcher had secretly invested her entire fortune into bad business deals without her knowledge or consent. Oil wells that never produced. Hotels that failed. Schemes that collapsed.
He'd signed contracts in her name.
Made commitments she knew nothing about.
Gambled her future while she smiled for cameras and sang about whatever will be, will be.
But the worst revelation?
He'd committed her to a television show she didn't even know existed.
CBS was expecting her to star in "The Doris Day Show." Five-year contract. Already signed.
She'd never read the script. Never agreed to do television. Never wanted to do a sitcom.
But the contract was real. And if she didn't honor it, she'd be sued for breach.
Most people would have broken down.
Doris Day showed up for work.
Not because she wanted fame or loved the spotlight.
Because she needed to survive.
At 46 years old—after decades of success—she was starting over. Broke. Betrayed. With no choice but to put on that smile and pretend everything was fine.
America tuned in every week to watch a lighthearted sitcom about a widowed mother navigating life.
They had no idea they were watching a woman fighting for her financial survival in real time.
Behind every laugh track was someone who'd been betrayed by the person she trusted most.
Behind every cheerful scene was someone who'd lost everything.
But she never let it show.
"The Doris Day Show" ran for five seasons. It was a hit. And slowly, episode by episode, Doris rebuilt what had been stolen from her.
But she wasn't done fighting.
In 1974, Doris Day sued Martin Melcher's business partner and attorney, Jerome Rosenthal, for fraud and legal malpractice.
She accused him of participating in the financial schemes that destroyed her fortune. Of knowing about the unauthorized deals and saying nothing. Of betraying his duty to protect her interests.
The trial revealed shocking details about how completely she'd been deceived.
Contracts signed without her knowledge. Investments made without her consent. A systematic plundering of everything she'd earned.
The jury ruled in her favor.
The judgment: $22.8 million.
But winning the lawsuit wasn't the end of the fight. It was just the beginning.
Collecting that money took years. Over a decade of legal battles. Appeals. Delays. Complications.
She never got the full amount. But she fought every step of the way—not for revenge, but for justice.
By the time "The Doris Day Show" ended in 1973, Doris was financially stable again. She'd survived the betrayal. Rebuilt her life. Won her case.
And then she did something Hollywood couldn't understand.
She walked away.
No farewell tour. No final album. No victory lap.
She moved to Carmel, California—a quiet coastal town far from the spotlight—and never looked back.
While other stars chased fame until their final breath, Doris chose something different.
She rescued animals.
Dogs, cats, horses—any creature that needed help. She founded the Doris Day Animal Foundation, which continues her work today.
She bought a hotel in Carmel and turned it pet-friendly decades before that was common.
She spent her final years surrounded by the animals she loved, living quietly, finding peace in kindness instead of cameras.
Reporters would occasionally ask why she left Hollywood at the height of her fame.
Her answer was simple: "I like being the girl next door. I just wish I'd known what the neighborhood was really like."
Behind that characteristic wit was a truth many people learn the hard way:
Sometimes the people closest to you are the ones who hurt you most.
But Doris Day's story isn't really about betrayal.
It's about what you do after the betrayal.
She could have become bitter. Withdrawn. Broken.
Instead, she showed up. She worked. She fought. She rebuilt.
She didn't just survive—she chose a life that mattered more than money or fame.
When Doris Day died in 2019 at age 97, obituaries focused on her films and songs.
But her real legacy is quieter than that.
It's in the resilience she showed when everything fell apart.
It's in the years of fighting for justice even when it would've been easier to give up.
It's in choosing peace over fame when she finally had a choice.
It's in every animal she saved and every person inspired by her refusal to stay defeated.
"Que Sera, Sera" became her signature song: Whatever will be, will be.
But Doris Day proved something more important:
Whatever has been doesn't have to define what will be.
You can lose everything and still rebuild.
You can be betrayed and still trust again.
You can survive the worst and still choose kindness.
She didn't just play America's sweetheart.
She showed America what real strength looks like.
Not the kind that screams or breaks things.
The kind that shows up the next day. And the day after that. And the day after that.
Until one day, you realize you've built a whole new life—one that's yours, on your terms, without the people who tried to destroy you.
Doris Day: 1922-2019.
The woman who lost everything, rebuilt it all, and then walked away to live on her own terms.
That's not just a Hollywood story.
That's a lesson in how to survive anything.

11/18/2025

In the winter of 1954, a 63-year-old woman from Maine got bad news.

The doctor told her she was dying — two years to live, maybe less.
He said she should sell her things, move into a charity home, and wait for the end.

Instead, Annie Wilkins bought a horse.

His name was Tarzan, a brown Morgan gelding with kind eyes and a steady step. She loaded him with supplies, packed a bedroll, and tied a small dog named Depeche Toi (“Hurry up,” in French) to the saddle.

And then, without a map, she pointed west.

She wanted to see the Pacific Ocean before she died.
That was the dream her mother once told her about — the land of sunshine and oranges, where winter never comes.

So Annie left her frozen farm in Minot, Maine, in November snow and started riding.

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She had no sponsors.
No GPS.
No cell phone.
Just faith — that America was still kind.

She slept in barns and on porches. Ate biscuits handed to her by strangers. Rode through blizzards, floods, and towns that had never seen a woman traveling alone on horseback.

Truckers pulled over to wave. Farmers gave her hay for Tarzan.
Police officers escorted her through busy highways so she wouldn’t be hit by cars.

In Kentucky, she was offered a job.
In Wyoming, a marriage proposal.
In California, fame.

But what Annie wanted most wasn’t fame. It was freedom.

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By the time she reached Pacific Grove, California — 4,000 miles and 18 months later — the newspapers called her “The Last of the Saddle Tramps.”

She had crossed a country that was changing faster than anyone could imagine.
From horses to highways. From open doors to locked ones.
From neighbors to strangers.

And yet, what she found — what she proved — was that kindness wasn’t gone. It was just waiting to be asked.

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When Annie finally saw the Pacific Ocean, she wept.

Not because she had beaten death.
But because she had lived — in the truest sense of the word.

She went on to write a book, Last of the Saddle Tramps.
She lived not two years, but twenty-five more, outliving every diagnosis and every doubt.

She died at nearly ninety — still believing in the goodness of people, and still remembering the sound of Tarzan’s hooves on the road to freedom.

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🐴 Why her story matters now

In a world obsessed with speed, Annie reminds us that courage doesn’t come from having everything figured out.
It comes from saddling up anyway.

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If you ever wonder whether there’s still good in this world, remember her:
A woman, a horse, and a dream.
And the road that carried them west.

11/07/2025

Join us for a free screening of the Condor Canyon film, a Ventana Wildlife Society original production! Learn the remarkable true story of a Big Sur California Condor who survives lead poisoning, while her devoted mate cares for their chick until the family is reunited. 🙌

After struggling to lay eggs, “Traveler”, is finally successful. She and her mate, “Shadow”, are raising a chick together when she ingests lead from a carcass tainted with lead ammunition. Hope is not lost—wildlife biologists concentrate their restoration efforts on innovation to give this species a chance to not only survive but thrive.

This event will feature a Condor Dance presented by the Rumsen Ohlone Tribal Community. There will also be a panel of speakers including representatives from the Ventana Wildlife Society and Linda Yamane, Rumsen Ohlone Tribal Community Leader and Cultural Advisor.

This event is family friendly and open to the public! Reservations strongly encouraged- RSVP at the link in the Asilomar LinkTree. 

10/16/2025

Cool!

09/07/2025