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Sugarloaf Mountain at sunset, Rio de Janeiro. No need for words…
Sugarloaf Mountain at sunset, Rio de Janeiro. No need for words…
I am a sucker for anything beach and ocean related, and this tiny town lives and breathes the sea. We slowly started to discover all the nooks and crannies of Itacaré, the myriad… Continue reading
(-Maori proverb) This post is dedicated to my dear friend Morgan, artist, musician, dreamer, lover, and one of the strongest and most talented women I know. We grew up together staring at the… Continue reading
I am not a morning person. However, after watching the sun rise from the comfort of my bed that first morning in the desert, and the ensuing heat that followed not long after,… Continue reading
May the sun bring you new energy by day. May the moon softly restore you by night. May the rain wash away your worries. May the breeze blow new strength into your being.… Continue reading
Lying here on a warm rock, the sun kisses your body, the gentle breeze soothes your skin, the mountains comfort you and the sound of the water trickles over your mind silencing all… Continue reading
Feeling rejuvenated after our lovely hike through Devil’s Haul in the Guadalupe Mountains, we sat in the truck, road atlas in lap, contemplating “what next?” Everyone we ran into insisted we visit the… Continue reading