- nectarine + banana #muffins topped with granola instagram.com/p/aqkTugpXLu/ 1 day ago
- Bathed in the light of afternoon with ktyprry @ Stern Grove Summer MusicFestival instagram.com/p/aovjc7JXFo/ 2 days ago
- Cool Ghouls in the yard. Happy bday to my darling @brittsbits instagram.com/p/anDrijJXDA/ 2 days ago
Read these babies:
i woke up at 6am today, rode to sausalito, and watched the sunrise from across the bay. it was beautiful & pink. the wispy clouds were incredible. there was a batch of swirly looking ones hanging low above the city. it looked like a comic book sketch–stormy and dramatic. but the weather was calm and warm the entire way. i had to take off my wind breaker immediately. hard to believe, in know.
also of note:
-i drank a orange-strawberry-mango juice-avocado smoothie in preparation.
-i saw four seals.
-i didn’t fall over.
How pretty is this sterling peak? I’ve been craving new accessories like crazy as of late. Trying to hold off and wear things already in my jewel box. But, if I give in, you’ll see me wearing this first.
The “Dolphin”, being the name of this lovely motor home (trust me, it says it on the front), looked almost angelic with this big fluffy hound enjoying the view of Ocean Beach from its honeymoon suite.
I spotted The Dolphin last night while biking around on Lady in Red–my new road ride. Shortly after taking the photo I pedaled up a major hill, veered off the pavement, and headed down a magical dirt trail. Then I fell and bloodied my knee in the forest. A creepy man stood 20 feet away and watched me struggle to stand. I chuckled and shouted that I was in fact, “OK”. He didn’t acknowledge this and instead just stood eerily still and stared. It was a very awkward interaction from afar. Once I brushed off the dirt, I successfully turned around as planned and left the dirt trail behind.
Then I saw an adorable raccoon. I wanted to pet him so bad and hold his little hands in mine. He made some cute chirping sounds and shook his fur. I was impressed.
Then I biked back down the hill, through the park, and fell once again. This time at a stoplight just down the street from my house. I foolishly forgot I was clipped in. Bruised the other knee and my calf. Ego was also slightly bruised. Falling in clips is a very slow, clumsy mess. It’s just kind of dumb. I get a good laugh whenever it happens and I’m sure the people in view do as well (minus creepy, silent hiker man).
Obviously I’m still adjusting to clips and their corresponding white slippers. Quite an adventure. Pumped to try it all again tomorrow morning.
Advice from some smart and snarky SF teens. Think I might have to think pretty literally about this one over the weekend.