To none of you out there who frequent my blog, I am moving. I am moving far. Across the East, the Midwest, Mississippi, over the Rocky Mountains and into Southern California where the air is dry, palms and succulents feverishly grow, where everything is spiky simplified and cartoonish. I never once in my life wanted to move to California. I never thought I'd like the land past Colorado. I'm going bottoms up and heading to the opposite shore to see what I can make of it. I'm nervous, excited, scared, intimidated and finding nostalgia for Providence and Rhode Island in nearly everything I do. I didn't realize my time back in RI would be so short before I'd have to up and move. Time is going by so fast, I hardly know how I can finish this! I will. I have faith.
The picture above is from Colt State Park. There was one lone seagull hanging out with us under the trees. We fed him grilled chicken. Now he's a cannibal. I bet he cares, lots.
