Traispsin and Observin'

Writing assignment took me to Balboa Park in San Diego yesterday. Balboa Park is such a special whimsical park with tons of nooks and crannies hiding little gifts. When I lived in San Diego I used to go and plop under a tree with my notebook and write and people watch for hours.
Yesterday was a most beautiful day draped in refreshing ocean breezes and glittering sunshine.




This homeless man looked so peaceful. He snuggled up under a tree; I am certain the lulleby birdsongs sailed him into a warm slumber.






Arbortoreum.

Starburst.

Prickly tree hug.