On our first visit, we were blown away by the oaks, the majestic Santa Catalinas rising at towns edge, wild growing iris, mysterious granite outcroppings. Not desert, not mountain - somewhere in between - a “transition zone”. And so it became for us, geographically and personally from one way of life to another.
Most of Oracle was hidden away in the nooks and crannies of ridges and washes, all somehow carved out from the Santa Catalina foothills facing a desert plateau. Every view, even a handful of feet away, opened to new vistas, different plant life. A place of infinite visual discovery.
We didn’t know a soul. We had no relationships to build on. We’d never been through such a place much less considered actually buying in to it.
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Kaz and I moved to Oracle in 1979. The house we bought dated to the late 1940s. With little advance knowledge of the place, we set out to build a new life together, intending to settle in and raise a family.