I recently had the opportunity to visit some friends that live on the West Coast. As a lesson learned from my "survival handbook for living in the Midwest" that I find myself mentally penning, frequent trips to beautiful parts of the country are unparalleled in value. Finances are often tight and there is usually a far more sensible way to spend my income. However, I have never once regretted such an excursion for there is not much that packing a back back and jumping on a plane will not remedy. You'll be all the better for it.
Although this trip was brief, my soul feels well refreshed, like "taking a nap in the back seat of a car after a day at the beach" (Thank you Pushing Daisies for the visual).
These images are from a few treks out into the desert where we were met by breathtaking sunsets in the midst of thunderstorms, a rarity in southern California. Experiencing the ruggedness of the wilderness always has the astute ability to bring perspective and wonderment at the same time. I will never grow tired of the stars glistening above with the cool wind at my back. This is where life takes place.