and a little bit of fairy dust
The wind is howling again. Different kinda weather out here. It’s pretty cool. I mean, it’s not cool having dust and sand blow in your face at high speed, but when you’re inside, listening to the whistle of the winds, it’s something to marvel at. Truly.
I have been wanting to get out and explore more. There’s so much to still see and the way the light reflects the different terrains depending on the time of day and you get to see all the striations of color…ugh. It’s literally jaw dropping! And then you get your phone out to snap a pic and it so doesn’t do it any justice. Heck, even if you have a professional camera, it’s not even close to the real deal. You have to be here. You have to see it for yourself.
blooming in death (valley)
The super bloom is here! For the first time in a decade, Death Valley is bursting with bright yellows, and purples, and pinks, and white. It’s truly a magical place all year round, but this right now is outta sight!
I was reminded today when I flipped open my book, 99 Reasons to Love You, of the wonder I bore witness to when I first moved to California on that fateful day in December 2020. Partaking in my standard morning stroll, I caught a glimpse of all the fruit trees that were sprouting to life in my then neighborhood and came to the conclusion that everything has its time. Everything in nature abides by the same rules, the same circle of death & life. Everything blooms because it must. Everything blooms in its own time.