happy birthday, america! i love you so very much. so so much that i choose to live here and just do all that american stuff like live th...
last weekend spencer and i were feeling especially summer spirited, so we took off to santa monica pier (yet again) to go to ...
kings canyon national park, california | august 2014
while the world quietly sleeps, we unzip our tent letting the blue hues of dawn seep in. our eyes are still adjusting in the dark at this hour, and we practically tiptoe to the trailhead to venture to zumwalt meadows. we'd read about these meadows, and made it a goal to see it at both sunrise and sunset. other campers were still snoozing cozily in their sleeping bags, and following the beams of our headlamps we made our way down the trail as it curled lazily around the river. deer stood curiously, watching us, perched and waiting. with all the excitement, we giggled as they stared back at us and the faintest crunch of a pinecone sent them running into the woods with nothing but their fluffy white bums to say goodbye.
jacket c/o without walls
we could poke around outside forever. we're both big fans of exploring and never seem to get enough. soak, soak, soak. vasquez rocks has all kinds of nooks and crannies to discover. what originally was just an afternoon getaway quickly dragged into the golden hour, and i'd have to say our biggest regret was not bringing a pic-nic meal to hold us over. there's nothing that'll get the hunger rumbles going more than a good adventure.