While vacationing in Hanalei Bay on Kauai in 2011, I was snapping pics of the sunset — and totally didn’t realized what I’d accidentally captured until I got home. It’s a Facebook memory that pops up ever year — one that tugs at my heart strings. To this day, I often wonder who this woman is, who her child became, and where they are today. Needless to say, I’d love to find her and share this captured moment with her.
Heavy Heart Welcomes 2021’s Last Desert Sunrise
Palm Springs, CA 6:44:50 AM, Twin Palms Drive @ South Palm Canyon Rd.
I’m one of those people that loves summer. Guilty. And while I’m flooded with great memories of summers spent in Chicago and Richmond as a child, I’ve grown to love the insanely intense summers in Palm Springs.
I’ve romanticized the summer months since I was a child. Even through my twenties, thirties, and forties — when summer vacations were practically non-existent due to work and other adult things — I found a way to LOVE mid-June through mid-September. You can keep the fall leaves, first snowfall, change of seasons, sweaters, spring flowers, bla, bla, bla. Just give me long summer nights where the sun doesn’t set until 8:20 PM, hot and steamy days, fireflies, the smell of Coppertone, outdoor music — and I’m a happy camper. Add a roadtrip to the mix; I’m in heaven.
As I took this picture at the corner of South Palm Canyon @ E La Verne Way around 6:45 AM, I suddenly regressed into that 10-year old boy overcome with the confusing feelings that accompany the harsh summer-end reality.