Tomales’s own Coast Roast Coffee

At the far end of Jane Healy’s two-story hardwood house off Highway 1 in Tomales, dozens of burlap bags sit stacked against an old Diedrich roaster that her father, Jack, bought in 1978, when he began roasting his own coffee. It was from him that Jane learned how to roast,...

At Iosis, waxing, tints and gentle pampering

Michelle Lujan is wary of appearing “woo woo,” as she described it. An esthetician who opened a new salon in Point Reyes Station last year, Ms. Lujan likes to use stones and essential oils like orange blossom and clary sage during her sessions with clients, if they are open to...

Art Rogers Family Album, January 22, 2015

HILARY CHEDA AND THE GUYS AT CHEDA’S GARAGE — DOWNTOWN POINT REYES STATION From left to right: Curtis McBurney, Tim Bunce and Nick Logan “As far back as I can remember, my dad, Gary Cheda, and grandpa Sonny Cheda could always be found at the garage. I loved being here...

Herbs for shade

When we think of herbs, we usually think of Mediterranean-type plants like rosemary and oregano, which require sunny, dry conditions. Yet many savory and aromatic herbs can be grown in shade and partial shade in most soils. There is a vigorous herb for every place. Sweet woodruff ( Galium odoratum...

Art Rogers Family Album, January 15, 2015

IN HONOR OF LOCAL HISTORIAN, JACK MASON — BORN AUGUST 11,1911 AND PASSED JANUARY 12, 1985 “Thirty years ago this week West Marin’s longtime historian died at his Inverness home, The Gables. Jack Mason’s childhood ties to the area inspired him to devote his retirement years to documenting the history...

Art Rogers Family Album, December 24, 2014

LAILAVATI ANNALIESE GONELLA, THE CHRISTMAS EVE BABY — BORN DECEMBER 24, 2013 Daughter of Annais Marcoux Gonella and Oreste Gonella of Petaluma. First Granddaughter of Laura and Rod Marcoux of Point Reyes Station and Sabrina and Victor Gonella of Petaluma. Great Grandaughter of Else Gonella of Petaluma and Verna Preausean of Guerneville.

Animating Grace Paley

Last Sunday, Steve Costa stood in the rain, guiding cars into the parking lot of the Presbyterian church with a patient, bemused air. “Now I can add parking attendant to my resume,” he cracked as he embraced a guest. Behind him, a large Monterey pine had crashed through the fence,...