Well, as much as I had hoped it was true, the world did not meet it’s demise on 12.21.12. Although it was clearly a long shot, some of us figured that the best way to spend our last days on Earth would be at our favorite place on Earth, OZ Farm, where we could relax, get weird and secretly hope that we’d have to stay forever because the rest of the world blew up. OH WELL. It did rain LIKE CRAZY, though. Most of these photos are from a run out to the beach during a rare few hours without much precipitation.