Our Sunday walk turned into a Sunday hike,
but despite the rigorous incline, it was well worth the huffing and puffing.
The hike to Infinity Hill is laced with redwoods and blossoming buds. It's quiet and calm deep in the grove of trees and makes for a relaxing adventure in the Berkeley hills. Radiant beams and sunshine melted our winter hearts and the smell of the Golden Cassia swept us out of our dust-bunny daze. The view was marvelous, as always, and the best part is that there is only a low hum of sound from the cars way, way below. Simply glorious.
p.s. this itty-bitty caterpillar made it's way across the path and he was so irresistibly fuzzy - it's been forever since I've seen one of these!
i came to you as the caterpillar. or as i would spell it: catapiller.
ReplyDeletethe hike looks lovely and i want to do stuff.
with you.
like the stuff you have on your blog.
xoxoxo