20/02/2026
"Across the Channel to Santa Cruz"
Beyond the last folds of foothill and chaparral, the land loosens its grip and leans toward the Pacific. Light settles gently over the descending hills, tracing their contours as they fall away to a wide, unhurried sea. In the distance, Santa Cruz rests like a quiet thought on the horizon, neither near nor far, simply present. Clouds drift overhead in slow procession, their shadows brushing the water with passing grace. It is a place of thresholds, where earth yields to salt and sky, and time seems to stretch, patient and generous, inviting the heart to follow the view outward.
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