After The Rain

It never rains in the south bay.

My boy took me down to the beach during one of the only "downpours" I have seen since moving here. By the time we traveled the two miles from our house to the beach, it has stopped raining and the sun had come out. Cameras still in hand, however, we took the opportunity to capture the aftermath.

Welcome to the Golden State

I have been living in southern California for a little while now. A long enough time to know that it does not rain and that everyone is strangely proud of their residency. I have seen more tattoos, t-shirts, purses, and bumper stickers selling the idea that Los Angeles is the most incredible place in the world despite the fact that by living here you are choosing to live in the space between the smog and traffic flank to flank.

My traveling experience had been, prior to my new lifestyle of gravel and pavement, limited and summed up by the words: summer vacation to Canada. I do not mean to hinder the ghost of my spirit by saying that this was not sensory by any means, but rather I mean to confess the earnest and most fervent feelings of nothingness that caused me to long for something bigger than what I had previously known. So I moved my heart into the mountains of New Paltz.

Houses and people of New Paltz

Lake Minnewaska

Mountains of New Paltz

And then into the pavement of New York City. Well, Brooklyn. 

Nicholas Kliest

From Ashley Pigg

From Demi Chen

From Siobhan Hoye

Some Music For The Soul

I would like to share with you some of the music that has been rattling around in my head..

Always On My Mind by Iron & Wine
Fever Dream by Iron & Wine
Homebird by Foy Vance