Fall is Poetry

Eyes shut. Are you aware? Breathe. The chill autumn air biting through lungs. Listen. Rubber crunching against gravel, then dirt. Feel. The silence of the woods tingling through the hairs of your arm. Eyes open. Are you aware? You exist in this second only once. So exist. Exist wholly and embrace ...

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Flower Child

Happy belated Easter! I spent the Saturday of my Easter weekend in pastels at the Flower Fields in Carlsbad with H. It was our second year in a row to visit, but we will forever be blown away by the beauty of the place. If this destination is on your to-visit list, don't forget that it is only open ...

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