Excited to share a few snapshots from my recent camping trip. It was such a treasure to sleep in a redwood grove and walk across coastal trails papered in wildflowers and sink my teeth into garlicky oysters harvested by hand from the Tomales Bay. And although there's so much to say about the sweetness of sleeping under the stars every night for a week and spending time with family and friends, I've struggled to write this travel essay since returning home. Maybe because all I want to say—to do, really—is to give thanks.

So thank you tall trees. Thank you ocean breezes. Thank you flowering farmsteads by the side of the road and golden sunsets dipping across the Pacific. Thank you to my Dad and thank you to the land, for making magic out of soil and stardust. 

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