My Tent-thing


I decided this would be the year I spent one tenth of my nights in my tent ⛺️ !

A tent-th: like a holy tithing.

Camping connects me to a simple rhythm of life. One that feels vital and forgotten. So wise it's easily mistaken. 

I'm currently in Big Stur State Park. Next to a river. Listening and writing. Tonight marks my 17th night this year in my tent. 

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang!