Work may burn me out.
Life may be unfair.
The Pacific will always be here, by Fort Funston.
I can’t wait for Summer!
I saw Mark for about 15-20 minutes a day on my graveyard shifts. So, it felt like a blessing to be able to enjoy a long walk/hike/climb around Fort Funston on my weekend.
We walked into an old army bunker covered in graffiti.
My legs burned when we had to climb up the steep hill from the beach. We poked around the spot where hang gliders jump off.
We held hands.
It’s a good life.
An odd food spot trend in Barcelona: naming restaurants after American states. I ran past “Nebraska” in our L’Eixample neighborhood. We also found “Kentucky” on one of our museum trips.
New York looked cold.
Cabos looked hot.
Ontario International looked like home.
August 2004: Sunset in Ixtapa
My entry for today’s Photo Friday challenge: “Day’s End.”
I love how these flowers blossom next to the Pacific. On my birthday weekend, I enjoyed the salty sea air, mild San Diego sun and my hanging out with my family.
This is my entry for today’s Photo Friday Challenge: Bloom.
I think I need another vacation…
Still dreaming about seafood, surf and sun in Ensenada.
My entry for today’s Photo Friday challenge: Aqua.