Postage Stamp: Oahu, Hawaii, USA
Postcard from Oahu, Hawaii:
Postcard from Oahu, Hawaii:
Postcard from San Diego: The two hour drive south to San Diego has become so easy, I find myself asking “Can we move here?”
And you, Santa Barbara – with your perfectly-spaced palm trees, stucco public spaces and pervading smell of fresh bread – you make me feel contentment.
Just what we want on a Tuesday – the promise of eternal sunshine! Because skies (like road trips) shouldn’t be compromised by anything cloudy. Honk if you’re ready for asphalt adventures through Southern California!
I love waking up to the heavy blanket of tropical humidity – because it so clearly reminds my body that here is not where I was before. And then that very special first morning view out the window – green, green, green…
Calling the corner of Wilshire ‘home’ means learning to sleep through 3 a.m. mail trucks, overhead flights and constant police sirens – it’s too nice out to close the windows.
I imagine giants above us, and stare up the narrow cliff sides as if up their bare legs; for the mountains of rock debris could be some fantastical gate destroyed by enormous hands.