sometimes going places is less about the going and more about the cracks in between the going.
mountains over denver from a window seat. mountains, that if we want to be honest, made me cry. because I really miss mountains.
quiet parks with fountains, trees, a farmer's market and cheap, delicious indian food.
a lack of humidity, blue skies and sunshine.
giant zucchinis and fruit booths that made me wish I lived in California.
orange trees.
strawberries. oh holy strawberries.
rivers and trains.
old Sacramento.
comfy hotel beds, take-out sushi and a wonderful morning run.
the in-betweens are my favorite part of all.
2 comments:
I like your site. That's interesting.
dem mountains is beautiful.
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