Hardly a day passes in my life in Dallas, Texas where at some point I think to myself how I wish I was back in Yosemite.
This national park, rising above the San Joaquin Valley in California, is a godsend that has now captured the hearts of four generations of my family.
And when the humid and nasty days of July, August, September, and October (sometimes) I want to go to the High Sierras and enjoy the buzz one gets from being at such a high elevation, and from enjoying nature.
You goon! Just move there! hehe It does look fabulous!!
If I could do so easily, I’d be gone in a flash.