We loved last year’s pink unicorns, rainbow light, sounds of waves crashing against the shore, overly friendly bees, and the hot sun. But this year, we threw caution to the wind and went for the opposite…
We hung out in a garden surrounded by a concrete jungle, thick fog, nagging gnats (ooh that is fun to say), sounds of people protesting in the streets, and the cold brisk air.
From beach to city, we embraced the Bay. Olivia and Emma had smiles that made strangers take note and wave hello. Emma climbed everything and had the ability to leap into the clouds — or so it felt. And Olivia with her sweet face that turns silly at any given moment still makes me laugh. ❤️
