Two friends, 365 days.
amazing wednesday night in the hood
the day i thought i lost my camera and was sure i was going to lose my mind.
fire
oh hello 100, it's been a while.
repeater (103 degrees)
never gets old.
sunset, greenwood heights
the dangers of a holiday weekend.
trained twice, drank alone
tones
color on the veranda.
shadows beckoning
a trucker's life for an evening.
can't always be roses.
neighbors
painting the hometown blue and gold.
arrows
iso cranked (talking to ryan on the phone)
lonely whiskey, empty feelings, and afternoon light (just before rena called).
i'm not really sure i actually know what this word means.
processing
riot
shelter. not the band.
i thought i saw something here but i'm still not sure what it was.
setting sun
you make your bed where you lie.
home
saving dates, marking calenders.
dear leah
i liked a different picture way better, but sometimes memory has to trump aesthetics.
polaroid saturdays, postponed a week.
positive, negative. whenever you breathe out...
the snow day felt like cheating
new jersey daycare.
after the snow
walk signal to scale.
snow day
forcasting the long shadow cliche.
bruce holds his balloons obliviously, moving only to laugh at the television
some days, for whatever reason, you decide to get off a stop before your own
hawks watch, initials circa 1995.
the neighborhood butcher. 14 lb free range turkey, check.
the sound of firetrucks at dusk
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