Weekend Warrior’s Guide to Joshua Tree
byI woke up Saturday morning to the same white ceiling I wake up to every morning. I closed my eyes again and painted an…
I woke up Saturday morning to the same white ceiling I wake up to every morning. I closed my eyes again and painted an…
Each time I pass the iconic windmills on the drive to Palm Springs, my shoulders drop and the wrinkles on my forehead soften. My…
Although I spend a lot of time in nature, I rarely have the pleasure of getting know every rock and leaf in my path….
If a horse is a girls best friend, then I have a best friend named King Tut. We met in November on an outdoor…
In my world, a three day weekend is a precious gift to behold. Over the Labor Day holiday, my friend Alia and I decided…
I usually use words to help me paint a story, but right now I’m going to let the photos do the talking. This is…
The following is a guest post by my little sister Kyrsti, my partner in crime. Day 1 The weekend began with the familiar feeling…