I am at a loss for words. 

It’s an odd feeling. 

Usually, inspiration flows from my fingers as I write the stories behind my photos. 

The pix in this post are from last weekend.

A beautiful family camping trip with so many stories to tell. 

Stories of connection, fun, and laughter. 

» Hikes. 
» Rivers. 
» Astrophotography.

Tales of campfires, s’mores, and a tent pitched on a slope that resulted in our family slowly sliding down over the course of the night. 

This is usually where I shine. 

Recapping an adventure with whimsical wordplay. 

Yet, here I am … 

Memories in the mind that just want to stay there. 

Meanwhile, I’m in the backyard hanging out with my family at 10:47am on a Friday. 

Bodhi and Luna are doing arts and crafts while Carrie is playing her drum on the hammock. 

It’s a beautiful day. 

So, I think I’ll get off my phone and enjoy it. 

Perhaps that’s the exact creative juice I need to sip to rediscover my voice. 

Thanks for reading and have a spectacular day. 

With Gratitude,
Greg Goodman

Photos from Arroyo Seco Campground in California

Photos from the drive home through Solidad, California