A couple of beautiful mornings up on a hill in the back of Paso Robles wine country.
One of the big reasons I wanted to go to Northern California is to experience the redwoods. Sure, I'd been in forests in Big Sur. Alfred Molera and Garapatta State Parks, but those groves, while precious, are small and made up of all new growth. I wanted the big forests and if I got lucky,... Continue Reading →
And we don't hang out enough. The other day I literally made myself go out in the morning before the fog burned off. I left it too late (of course...I'm so damn lazy) and didn't get as much as I wanted to, but it was a productive 90 minutes. Next time I'll move my ass... Continue Reading →
So I finally got myself to the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge on Plum Island in Newbury, Mass. I've only lived an hour and ten away from it my whole life and not gone. No idea why other than laziness. At first I was a bit bummed that it wasn't sunny, but then I quickly... Continue Reading →