I love the california coast. the hills and valleys and canyons and sea. it’s been said in ways more poetic than I could—but you know, the sea is good for a person. it’s a different kind of breathing.
so a quick handful of these. a quiet evening with Jordan and marshall that ended with us completely alone on a beach somewhere along the coast. the crack of those giant dusky summer waves against the shoreline. the seagulls lazily gliding and diving overhead. and that hazy drip of sun that spreads pink and warm across infinity.
