Big Sur in the Summer

In August, we hopped on our first flight in the brave, new covid world. Our inspiration? Getting to meet the beautiful baby Jude. My dear friend Sunee Hillyer had her first baby right before the start of quarantine and it’s been hard to watch him grow for months from a distance.

SO we made arrangements. With the Hillyers in Seattle, we thought we’d maximize our west coast time by seeing my mom in the Bay Area and eventually making it to see my Grampa (the lovely Vince) in the LA area. Since Grampa is at higher risk of contracting covid, we wanted to put 14 days between our visit to other folks and to see him, which we managed by renting a deep-cleaned car up north and driving leisurely down the coast.

THE COLORS, Y’ALL.

The curves and the textures and the sound of wind whipping through the brush and rushing up the rocks.

It was pure delight. There was a moment when the clouds manifested in the shape of waves. I mean. WHAT.

Hope this sunshine brightened your day a bit.

xo

em