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Postcards from Travel Near and Far by Jia-Rui

93514, Buttermilk Country

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Wildflowers in bloom in the Sierras

Dear ——–,

It was over 60 degrees at the base of Mammoth Mountain on Saturday and overnight, the melt completely froze over. Bryan had a hard time on the slick on a snowboard, but my Stockli skis felt like ice skates and I zipped down Cornice Bowl as fast as my legs could handle. I’ve never tried skiing in May, but we got a good three and a half hours on the mountain this morning before the ice turned slushy. Then we went in search of wildflowers in Buttermilk Country, just west of Bishop. The pink cherry-blossom-like blooms of the desert peach and sprightly edelweiss greeted us as we drove in on a bumpy dirt road. We weren’t exactly wearing the right clothes — Bryan was still wearing snow pants and I had wool-lined boots on — but we couldn’t resist going on a little hike up to the rounded boulders particular to this area. Few people make it up to the Sierras during the shoulder season, but we got to savor both winter and spring.


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I'm a journalist based in Los Angeles who has always said that writing postcards for a living would be a dream job. The posts -- short enough to fit on an actual postcard -- chronicle recent travels near and far. I could blab on about being inspired by epistolary novels, the short poems of Emily Dickinson, and the New Yorker's "Talk of the Town" pieces, but I'll just say that I'm aiming to give you a sense of flavor of a place without boring you to death. Wish you were here!

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