Cold little fingers
Rusty shoulder can still toss
We’re super bowl bound!
Cold little fingers
Rusty shoulder can still toss
We’re super bowl bound!
Succulent grilled meats
All the meats. Every single.
Pinole by the Bay
Groggy Lyft morning
Unintended bridge detour
Smiling face again
Way too much pino
Dancing fool among the trees
Nibbling on berries
Trip culmination
Trails too short to call a day
Extra miles limp up
Balcony vista
Conceiving the lake legend
Too much, writers block
Cold air, achy bones
Celebrating lost decades
Barrel of cocktails
A life without work
Beats the American dream
Looking for purpose
A little bit north
Gazing over the same sea
Many worlds away
Hump Day adventure
Far out in nature, so close
Yearn to run again
Respite from the rain
To reflect on decades past
A brighter future
Crystal horizon
The deepest sapphire azul
Family adventure
Diablo peaking
On a crystal winter day
Function mirrors form
Forgotten shipyards
Teetering on toxic docks
Soon shall rise again
Lagoon in the bluffs
Tucked away from western winds
Miles from everywhere
Spanning the sunset
Footsteps on an empty beach
Miles into the past
Fog engulfs the hills
Stretching out across big blue
Until tomorrow
Wings up, rolling right
Long travels from home to home
Now, where will we land?
Outrageous in scale
Soaking in historic charm
But falling apart
The future is here
Tucked away inside the past
Assembly line homes