Over Memorial Day Weekend, I had a lovely visitor and we made the most of our long weekend together. From breakfast at The Mill, we headed north on California 1 to Stinson Beach, further north through Point Reyes and then cut over west to Napa. On returning to the city after day one, we caught the sun setting against the Golden Gate Bridge. How do you top that?
The following morning we woke up early, and hit the road south. Breakfast of pretzels and goldfish, M&Ms and Twix Bars, we passed through Monterrey, Carmel and hit the curving roads of Big Sur where the fog was a constant friend. His presence we viewed both fondly and forlornly. We found this famous waterfall or something, attempted a hike ill-prepared, and found a welcoming glass of wine in Carmel.
"The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... And some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man with imagination, nature is imagination itself."
— William Blake
The weekend concluded with a return to The Mill because nothing beats four dollar toast, then a stroll along Land's End because everyone needs to visit the not-so-secret secret beach, and several orders of tacos because... tacos. All throughout the weekend, I had a very thankful heart for Allison's visit and our rich conversation. Also, got to see sweet Michelle, a much belated reunion.
At some point in the weekend, I shared with Allison — I think I am finally becoming the person I have always wanted to be. Getting to share that with Texas community folks helps me connect these two pieces of life... or really, the many millions of pieces. Hey you two, if you're reading this, thanks for coming to visit my home and thanks for letting me share adventure + freedom with you.