I pull Yemi up from her chair to dance, twirling her around and spinning in a circle when she twirls me. We continue like this until claps erupt from a table nearby and send both of us into a fit of laughter.Read more "Letters from the Central Coast #2"
On a warm September afternoon, we drive south in a rented SUV from Oakland to Paso Robles–a wine town on California’s Central Coast.Read more "Letters from the Central Coast #1"
Everyone I’ve interviewed for Friendly Footprints talked to me about travel before COVID-19. Today, Fred talks to me about a stunning trip to Montana during the pandemic.Read more "Friendly Footprints in Montana w/ Fred."
From a viewpoint along the trail, the deep blue expanse of Lake Tahoe is clearly visible. I hear the water running before we see it; fast and free over jagged, slippery rock.Read more "Cascade Falls, Lake Tahoe"
Balboa park is filled with people who buy berry-flavored gelato or pose for photos at one of many picturesque spots. a girl hands me her phone and then jumps into her partner’s arms. wrapping her legs around his torso, she presses a cheek close to his—smiling. I snap as many shots as possible, freezing the moment, and trying but failing to hide a smile of my own.Read more "September in San Diego: a photo journal"