The best kinds of vacations are the kind where you come home with sand in your pockets and a stellar seashell collection.The kind where you wake up and go to sleep to the sound of waves. The kind where the most important part of the day is how many cornhole games you get to play...
It’s a place surrounded by mountains that are covered in cactus and desert sand. Where aqua waters wash on the shores from both the sea of Cortez and the Pacific Ocean. Where warm and cold waters collide unlike any other place in the world. A place where time shares salesmen are discreetly disguised as taxi...
I sat on the white salt at sunrise with my son. Legs stretched out in front of me. Just watching him. Explore. It was 80 degrees at 6am. Perfect. We got up at 5am to see it. It was one of those sunrises that I got to spend with just him….. on an adventure. We’ve...
I hope that when I’m old and gray (not too far away from where I am now) that I don’t want to miss a single second of sun that warms my face like I do now. I would rather be depleted and worn out and exhausted and sunburnt with frazzled hair and too much sand...
I sat at the edge of a dock that I have become familiar with over the last decade. The sun was rising and my feet were hanging in the warm water. The water rippled around with every little movement. And I watched it…. memorizing how beautiful the circles looked, and how good the water felt....