So after Christmas, I went on a trip up north with zee familia. We went to Sequoia National Forest, Yosemite, Fresno, Sacramento, San Francisco, Solvang, and Mission Santa Barbara.

The trip was fun and I definitely won’t forget it because I twisted/sprained my ankle while we were there. I wish I could tell you that it’s this epic story where I’m hiking through the forest and I fell from a rock and twisted my ankle… but no. What happened was that I was stepping down from the curb and I missed the step (according to my mom) because the next thing I knew I was on the ground. Lamesauce, I know. I’m such a loser (hahaha). We were suppose to go to Hearst Castle, the only thing I had requested we go to, and we had to cancel the trip because ain’t no waaay I was climbing up and down…

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53 weeks

Well here we go again, another 53 weeks lie ahead of us.

If anything this next period will be more difficult than the first, if only because doing something again is often more difficult than setting out to do something the first time.

They say you should start as you mean to go on, so at the last minute on the Sunday afternoon (before the light faded), I walked up to the Belvedere Palace to shoot this.

I do hope you like it!

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