Yes, I have been less motivated than I should about posting on my tiny home experiences. I see an enormous amount of information on the internet and television extolling the values and simplicity of tiny home living.  And, there is no doubt, it offers some of the most sublime moments, as you realize everything you need and want are within a few feet.

I continue to live in my tiny home, now situated in Palm Sprngs.  I do not wish to change my living conditions. I do wish I could take my tiny home elsewhere. But, I gave up my pickup, because, I do not feel I have the driving reflexes to tow a 12,000 pound tiny home.  Too much traffic, and too many bad drivers cutting in front of you.

So...instead of driving with my tiny home across the country, I have opted on traveling, simply, overseas.  Thus far, I have traveled throughout South and Central America, Southeast Asia and Canada and Alaska.  Nest up is Central and Northern Africa, and the Middle East. 

Life can be full of adventures, you need to pick and choose what meets your needs, your desires and passions.

After spending a long weekend in Monterey, I traveled to Santa Barbara to visit friends, sail to the Channel Islands, and hike through mountains east of Santa Barbara.  Here are a few photos of the beach, the Channel Islands and small creek in the mountains.

Lewis Capaldi - Someone You Loved

I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to save me
This all or nothing really got a way of driving me crazy
I need somebody to heal
Somebody to know
Somebody to have
Somebody to hold
It's easy to say
But it's never the same
I guess I kinda liked the way you numbed all the pain

Now the day bleeds
Into nightfall
And you're not here
To get me through it all
I let my guard down
And then you pulled the rug
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved

I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to turn to
This all or nothing way of loving got me sleeping without you
Now, I need somebody to know
Somebody to heal
Somebody to have
Just to know how it feels
It's easy to say but it's never the same
I guess I kinda liked the way you helped me escape

Now the day bleeds
Into nightfall
And you're not here
To get me through it all
I let my guard down
And then you pulled the rug
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved

And I tend to close my eyes when it hurts sometimes
I fall into your arms
I'll be safe in your sound 'til I come back around

For now the day bleeds
Into nightfall
And you're not here
To get me through it all
I let my guard down
And then you pulled the rug
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved

But now the day bleeds
Into nightfall
And you're not here
To get me through it all
I let my guard down
And then you pulled the rug
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved

I let my guard down
And then you pulled the rug
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved

An Irish Blessing

I wish you health,
I wish you well and happiness galore.
I wish you luck for you and friends.
What could I wish you more?

May your joys be as deep as the oceans,
Your troubles as light as its foam.

And may you find

Sweet peace of mind
Wherever you may roam.

You Need Not Leave Your Room - Franz Kafka

You need not leave your room.
Remain seated at your table
and listen. You need not even listen;
simply wait; just be quiet, still, solitary.
The world will freely offer
itself to you to be unmasked.
It has no choice; it will roll
in ecstasy at your feet.

Spent a long weekend on the Central Coast helping a couple put the finishing touches on their recently remodeled home. They also have access to the beach, where we rode their horses. Hard work, good food, great horseback riding and lots of laughter and wine. A welcome relief from the desert heat!

I looked for a word to say,
but could not find one that day.
I wished for a word that would stay in your heart,
That would show you exactly what tore us apart.

I hate what you did; I hate you so deeply.
I hate what you said; I hate you so sweetly.
I look at you and cannot tell what's in your eyes.
I talk to you, but all that comes out of your mouth are lies.

I see how you hurt and I don't understand.
All your true feelings are kept in a far away land.
A land we called love,
But now it's destruction.

It's true in a way we both long for each other.
But we both seem to long for another.
Another person we both thought we were,
But now it seems that this person I thought you were is now a blur.

This is a bitter sweet heart that will end in destruction.
And this is a bitter sweet part that needs some construction.
Why I hold on, I do not know why.
I should move on yes, but I'd rather just die.

You caused destruction in my heart.
You caused destruction because you thought it would be smart.
I hate you, I hate you so deeply.
I hate you, but I'm hating you sweetly.

Walking in the high desert, 
My heart was always at ease.
Whether in the noon day sun, 
Or in the evening breeze.

The cholla and the Joshua tree, 
As far as I can see.
And yellow flowers in the spring, 
The ravens flying free, 

The snow upon the mountains, 
Jack rabbits bounding across the sand.
Coyotes howling at the moon at night, 
Behind the cactus stands.

Walking in the high desert, 
I found myself again.
And found a beauty never known to me, 
I never missed the rain.
Beautiful memories, I retain.