I keep reminding myself that summer is over now, but the San Francisco weather keeps proving me otherwise. On a November morning, I still spot shorts and flip flops around town. Forget the...
In the next tent over, a group of teenagers chat and giggle into the night. Sleep-deprived and shivering under my blankets, I contemplate going over to give them a lesson on camping etiquette....
Lines and circles drawn in the white sand form what is known as a Japanese rock garden. The dry landscape is composed of a careful arrangement of rocks, pruned trees, and sand raked...
