Towering cliffs, fog-banked canyon, roaring surf and the little cabin near the meadow and creek
Tomorrow morning Sam, Eden, Lyla and I are heading down to Big Sur for a weekend camping trip. I’ve been experiencing a deep yearning some greenery, so a woodsy retreat on New Years seemed like a great way to start 2010. Living in a concrete jungle has been wearing away at my soul; even frequenting Prospect Park hasn’t been ameliorating.
Hopefully some time in the redwoods will calm my nerves.
Hopefully some time in the redwoods will calm my nerves.