Sunday, May 5, 2013

California



It is a love hate relationship I have with the beautiful state of California. I love the smell and sound of the rolling ocean. For me the tide is nothing short of a visual assertion the earth has her own mood and daily rhythm. And regardless of the mood, whether stormy or calm, the rhythm continues. It is a constant reminder to simply breath.


But for all it's beauty, I continue to assert California is a nice place to visit but I would never choose to live here. People clammer to live on top of one another. I continue to stand in awe at the dilapidated shacks encroached upon by multi million dollar sea rentals.  There is a dark underbelly here, lurking in the shadows. A subtle reminder that even the most beautiful succulent produces both luscious enamoring flora along side flesh ripping thorns.