Kale. It’s what’s for dinner.
Sunrise over Santa Monica. Had to stop and take a few minutes to see the ocean this morning on my way to a retreat.
MaKey MaKey kits have arrived. Sweet. [makeymakey.com]
Unsustainable. (Taken with Instagram)
Lizzie and I returned yesterday from a glorious trip to California’s central coast, specifically Big Sur. We were fortunate to have arranged what were easily the best accommodations we’ve enjoyed. Through AirBnB, we found a really friendly couple who rent out their tiny 200 square foot cabin situated on a hillside and less than a mile from a fantastic beach. Time away from the city was wonderful. Being able to actually see the Milky Way is something of which we could never tire. And the quiet. Oh, the quiet. At one point, while slightly disoriented from a nap, I thought for a second I had somehow lost my hearing. It was amazing. Our hike on a local trail led us unexpectedly to a shallow part of the Big Sur River and we waded in the cool, crystal clear water. Rocks poked our feet and we vowed to return with swimsuits. After a couple more days in the Oakland/Berkeley area for a Dead Can Dance concert, we made it back to LA in awe at the crush and noise of city life. But we made ourselves and each other a promise: Less time connected and on a screen, and that we will always return to the stars and quiet. Maybe one of these times we’ll get lost.
Ubiquitous cat photo in early evening light. (Taken with Instagram)
It’s not that there is no value to giving presentations. I understand that some people have new and interesting ideas that can’t really be laid out and explained in other ways. But I start to cringe when I hear the same topics being ‘presented’, and verbatim in some cases, over and over. I guess I’m tiring of this old model…