Angie
Hair breathing wild with the wind. Laughing with no fear. Heart pulsing with the waves. She kisses the earth with her bare feet. To dream, to love, to surf, to wander. She found her freedom. Muse: Angie Johnson
Tag Archives: surfing
When I fell in love in Baler…
People wonder why I lived in San Diego for a decade and never learned how to surf. I ask myself the same. It’s something I’ve always wanted to learn, something I just knew I would end up falling in love … Continue reading
Chasing waves and rice terraces…
There are people you cross paths with in your travels who float right past you, leaving you as you were, unaffected. Then there are those who seem to come at the perfect time, in the perfect place, as if the … Continue reading
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