Our Incredible Planet

“The earth is what we all have in common.”
-Wendell Berry

I’ve traveled many places and seen many cultures around the world, and the one thing that always inspires and at times perplexes me is how we are all connected by the earth we live on.  Growing up in the southwestern United States, I was used to open spaces with a unique mix of orange desert sand and hillsides of mountains covered with pine trees.  I was always eager to venture to the city and feel its bustling energy and variety of culture and people.  Eventually, I was able to experience what I wanted by traveling to cities like London, Shanghai, Milan, and Paris.  Although I still love visiting a city, I began to wish for a moment in the wide open spaces I had grown up in.  Encompassed by the clouds of pollution while visiting China and recalling the skyscrapers and flashing billboards of Times Square in New York City, I often wondered if the planet would soon become one giant city of smog with advertisements of franchises and corporations.  Cities can give us great opportunity, but I find my creativity and inspiration can flourish just as much in the natural beauty of the outdoors.  If you don’t understand what I mean, take a look at these photos from my travels around the world to inspire you to enjoy and preserve nature for future generations: Continue Reading ›

L-ah J-oh-l-lah a.k.a. I wore my shorts for this?

Although I’ve been here long enough to realize the weather is never perfectly warm, I’m insistent on wearing shorts and good amount of sunblock on my trip to Torrey Pines State Natural Reserve.  I figure it’s never a bad idea to be over-prepared, after all Napoleon’s army learned that the hard way while trying to conquer Russia in the winter.  Since I’m rarely the kind of person who likes to check the weather, I grab a pair of yoga capris and a jacket.  With a packed cooler, G.P.S., and sheet of directions, I’m ready to start the day.

The day seems bright with the sun in the sky and warmth in the air, but further north on I-5, clouds continue to blanket the hills and homes around me.  Arriving at Torrey Pines, everything is grey, and my disappointment sinks in.  Rather than venture into the cloudy hillside with bare legs, I jump to my backseat and slip on my yoga capris.  I wore my shorts for this?  Pretty sure I shaved my legs too.  I touch my legs quickly.  Yep.  They’re smooth.  Damn.

La Jolla

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