It tastes of sand and salt and maybe a little dog drool.
Because my body is not a machine, because I cannot both run and engage in complex thought yet, reflection only happens in the cool down. As my breath relaxes and the heat dissipates (when I started running, no one mentioned that bodies could be so capable of burning- how did no one mention this?) I work through the difficult things, the knots I am too tired to avoid.
Today, there’s nothing to unravel, so I watch the fog - Karl - as he enjoys his brunch.
An invitation to be in the moment
This morning we decided on a spontaneous trip to Baker Beach with our two-year-old son.
Our city by the bay is done with Summer. That summertime fog that we wake up to is no more.
Homeward bound after a month in the USA
One day-One Hour- One Minute- It will happen. It is inevitable. Except it already has.
Top 10 Things To Do In San Francisco
If you live in San Francisco, you know to avoid Eddy and Leavenworth Street... *stab*
Wrote this the day after the attacks in Paris but was reminded of it this morning when I read the news about the bombing in Turkey
In Search of Color