Mirando

San Felipe coast at low tide.

Rocky mountains on the eastern coast of Mexico. My hair is so dirty it will stay up with a robe tie.

Largest cacti in the world reside about 20 miles south of San Felipe. We got to see 'em. And we found a coyote skull.

Pacific ocean at Playa Saldamando which is north of Ensenada. My friend Casey is nestled in the center left. We camped here. Not on the rocks.

So, it has been a little while. I find when I'm more in a rut it is easier for me to write. It's funny how things work out like that.

I've been experiencing somewhat of a whirlwind for the past month and a half or so. I've road-tripped through almost every western state in the United States and hiked in the mountains of Mexico, rekindled an old flame, and wrote many different cover letters describing my many different talents from photographer to baker to dishwasher to office assistant. So long story short, I traveled to Mexico, I am on the verge of dating someone, and I am looking for a job. Not too shabby.

All I can say is you don't really know how hard it is to find a job until you actually have to find one. My problem is I'm too overqualified for some jobs and unqualified for others. I don't have a happy medium. And there generally aren't any people seeking photographers ANYWHERE much less in Montana. I'm still in high spirits, though, and I think that is due to watching a dear friend of mine scramble and experience the highs and lows of countless rejection by potential employers. I know it's going to be hard. And there isn't really anything I can do about it, but keep trying. So that's what I'm going to do. If you know of any job openings, give me a shout because I'll do just about anything. Except work at Food For Thought or any sort of escort service. I'm cutting those out.