...in a gorgeous, dark-emerald vase my mom gave to me, which I remember well from my grandmother's house.
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Random freshman year roommates, who thanks to a bit of creative self-description (nonsmoking, check), ended up living together in tiny spaces for two entire years.
Now, over a decade later, we're on either coast- one in New York City, the other in Seattle- but we still send each other beautiful things to appreciate each day.
Now, over a decade later, we're on either coast- one in New York City, the other in Seattle- but we still send each other beautiful things to appreciate each day.
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- lincoln tunnel.
- Insomnia
- Behind and Ahead
- for the love of the game.
- shea goodbye.
- Red Door, Boerum Hill
- falling.
- Dusk Stroll, West Village
- The Softer Side of the Salvation Army
- Early To Rise
- Skyblue Pink
- up-do
- Autumn Light
- Summer Weddings, Pt. 2
- Summer Weddings
- dwelling
- Hearth
- Night and Day
- Vegetables of My Labor
- perfect.
- Morning Glory
- Pitter Patter
- Not a Touch
- the state of washington.
- f.o.r.d.
- evil leaves.
- Saturday Bouquet
- Pigeon Nap
- i'll take a sunset, on the rocks...
- Potential
- highways and byways
- Falafel, Of Course
- Parallel Lines
- Closing
- chinatown west
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1 comment:
this couldn't have been yesterday, though, could it? that looks like sunlight.
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