During my Christmas holiday, I went on a brief journey to Yosemite. I hadn’t been since I was a kid, and my husband hadn’t gone, ever! We trekked up into the glacial phenomenon that has graced many family photo albums, distinguished the portfolio of Ansel Adams, and has simply put many travelers in awe.
Imagine being one of those few natives to this area, living in the fortress that these mountains naturally offered. For these rocks to be your walls, and the sky serving as a canopy. Though I am sure millions of people visit each year, it still felt untouched, perhaps truly unreachable by human hands.
I am so thankful for our National Parks.
Today is the last in a long tradition of Delissimo Deli breakfast bagel breaks with my BF. After today he will no longer be working 5 blocks away from me, and soon I will be traveling abroad.
I’m not one to beg sympathy, but I thought this morning deserved a small tribute. “Here’s to the cashier who remembers our 2 iced coffee order.” and “Here is to the man who uses their internet station by the bathrooms and private office.”
Finally, “Here is to you, CJ, the love of my life.”
And here is a map of who is looking at this blog, right now… (cool, right?)
My question is:
To all of you who didn’t get the memo:
Consider this your formal invitation!
Don’t forget to pick up a tote at the gift shop, ya’ll…
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach and not, when I came to die, discover that I have not lived.” -Henry David Thoreau
“The better part of one’s life consists of friends.”
“To awaken in a strange town is one of the most pleasant sensations in the world.”
Photos by Jon Crosswhite.
Quotes collected by Michael Angelo Ruffino.
`Once upon a time there were three little sisters,’ the Dormouse began in a great hurry; `and their names were Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived at the bottom of a well–‘