Today, May 9th, is an anniversary of sorts. One year ago I got in my car in Carrboro, North Carolina and started driving west. I had a final destination in mind (Santa Rosa) and a rough idea of when I needed to get there (to meet up with my stuff). I had a friend to stay with the first night (Melanie) and a stop I wanted to make along the way (Grand Canyon), but otherwise the trip was completely unscripted. I thought about this a few times today.
After work, Goli, Mark, and I went on a hike through Howarth and Spring Lake Park, and I snapped this nice shot of Spring Lake with my cell phone. It looks kind of dreamy to me, like I used some kind of deliberate soft filter.