Idyllwild

My best friend Maria invited me up to her grandparent's home in Idyllwild for a 24 hour hiatus. We drove up Saturday evening trying to race the setting sun, those windy roads are difficult to maneuver in the dark. We stopped in town for a late night dinner then headed over to her grandparent's cabin to sleep. We woke up the next morning for breakfast and jazz. There is an annual jazz festival held in Idyllwild as a fundraiser for the local arts high school. We spent the day laying in the grass under a beautiful canopy listening to soulful jazz with an ice cold bottle of white wine. It was so rejuvenating to be in nature with my friend without a care in the world.