Blue skies in La Jolla

Sometimes it takes being 30,000 feet up in the air for me to remember that in my “La Jolla” folder rests jpg upon jpg of peaceful delight. I’m a nervous flyer. I recovered enough to actually get back on a plane, but I still get a lot of anxiety during take-off and turbulence. Somewhere between LA and Nashville, I sifted through these beautiful crashing waves and felt at ease. There was something really magical about revisiting this day while in flight. Next thing you know – I landed in Tennessee, safely.

(Thanks to Prius for the La Jolla adventure. I was selected for participation in the TWIN community through a program with Clever Girls Collective. I did not receive any compensation for writing this post, or payment in exchange for participating. The opinions expressed herein are mine, and do not reflect the views of the Toyota)