Jo On Roads
(and trails and beaches and alleys)
Wherever I go, there I am. But, in the case of the coastal walks: Wherever I go, there’s Jo. Through all the scaled fences and shortcuts and detours (accidental and deliberate). Through all the jaw-dropping views and wildlife encounters and giddy discoveries. Through the awe of watching a faint brush of light and color in the sky shape into a brilliant rainbow and of finding a bank of sand dollars at the water’s edge, the one constant is the face (or the back…when I’m trailing behind or lollygagging with me camera) of my dear, long-time friend, Jo.
