Tomorrow I leave for two weeks to travel to three cities, hike 50+ miles, spend time with some incredibly inspiring humans, and pickle with my brother. And while I'm so excited for this adventure, I can't help but feel a bit sad to leave my new home during the most beautiful time of the year here. 

A new wonderful habit has emerged: mid-day scheduled adventure breaks. 

And while it makes us work a bit farther into the evening than normal, we get to enjoy the sun of the afternoon and revive ourselves with some sea breeze. 

Suddenly, our home is no longer our home. We moved on.