Honey in the Sun

Lately, I’ve found myself bumping into people from certain parts of (what’s built upon) my life so far that have been either heartwarming or... deconstructive, whether it be in the city or honestly, like a ghost in my dreams.  I’ve found it hard to focus on the present, without getting too distracted with the past... There were people I spent everyday with, from class to detention... office to meetings, onto a plane, out of a car, to state after state, and back all over again... people who have become family and witness every angle around my eyes; and then the tourists passing through life, taking down a story, and disappearing.  However there is that rare encounter, that may not be what you want; it’s more like something you need.  Someone not spelling out what needs to be done, but just rolls alongside you, willing to experience something for the first time or relive it again to allow you the surprise, and sometimes if necessary, the let-down.  In time, these rare places turn out to be the most consistent in bringing out the best in us.

I headed north for the weekend to visit a long time friend and forever-inspiration of mine.  Nicole Lewis, professional photographer from San Diego to San Francisco and just recently back from the East Coast... has stretched aside from fashion photography to landscapes and has been enthusiastic enough to take me to the greener patches outside the trolleys of the Bay area.  We left the city before it was awake and I found my ears peeled for the whistle of a train, and my heartbeat dancing (with slight anxiety) along a couple miles of train-tracks for almost an hour, with Mt Shasta in sight... until we reached Mossbrae Falls.