Pull the Blanket Over
The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they’re seldom rideable. But so...

Point Loma is not really a landscape painting, at least, that's not how I intended it.
It's about a girl discovering a new adventure, squinting into the setting sun, peering into the distance on tippy-toes and wondering where it should take her. The path to the left beckons, and you can see where it leads, the footfalls of former travelers showing you the way . . . . let's go.
Sure it's a long walk back. But you will never know if you don't choose.
The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they’re seldom rideable. But so...
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