Inside Chris and Jacques’ house, Nikon Coolpix 4500
I spent the weekend at a dear friends’ house in Santa Barbara. They have a beautiful bungalow on an avocado ranch tucked in the hills above the ocean. It felt good to take a break for a few days, to be far away from the media, from the rage, from the mess we’ve made of the world.
Sometimes I forget that there are stars out every night and jasmine in the air. I forget about stillness. I forget that the world’s not just sirens and bottles breaking and people yelling at each other in the street.
We slept on an outdoor bed piled high with comforters and pillows.
The sound we heard as we slept was strangely comforting – the crunch of raccoons eating the cats food just below the bed.
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