Two friends, 365 days.
collard light storm
mountain
for all the filth, my city sparkles
in the toy and in the eyes
this is siblings
cold brewed coffee has improved my life
meanwhile, back at the ranch
use the damn thing
filling my eyes with real life
Raised out west/Grew up in Boston.
flowers make a bit of difference
flutter, land, begin again
udon and a movie
the boys take a bath
Papa is home.
the pleasant crunching cometh
dulce de leche brownies for rob
that hummingbird I’d been waiting for
manhattan in the distance (rear window)
concoction
stacks of imperfect squares subdivided by rectangles. geometry is delicious!
quite certain this pattern went fastest
defiant
drift
never used to be a multiple books at a time person...
watch out
cluckleberries
volunteer watermelon we love you.
hiding is generally underminded by giggling
lychee
piano music can be heard in the distance
kitchen window
burmese chicken curry
foreground/background match
day four
a little late to be starting dinner
i associate alstroemeria with a very specific set of memories
colors of a slow burn
genmaicha
snow arrives, again
don't look up.
ryan insisted on choosing my photo on his birthday
rena let me choose her photo for my birthday.
when faces and elbows connect in training
the inevitable fall.
matchy matchy
inman square still life.
once a week
anthony's truck.
home
through the hoops.
the native hudson valley tribe were the Lenni-Lenape, meaning "true men." i just learned that now.
i used to blog about making pasta from scratch. now it's all i can do to doctor up some hummus and eat it straight from the tub.
the right way to domesticate.
stuffed frog, burmese bound
never gets old.
sunset, greenwood heights
cooler air
gotcha 3 years past.
i should be cooking for myself, but i've been remiss
first pair of running shoes since 1995.
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