unloading my cell phone pics onto you because there is, shockingly, no room left. and what if something amazing happens and i can't take a picture of it? I'm doomed. member what happened with the elk last time?
enjoy my little life snaps that i can't seem to stop taking.
laying in the impressively lush and soft carpet of grass that's growing
like a champ in the park across from our house. sharing 1 freakin tiny pillow cause eric forgot to bring his. (i'll share. he smells ok.)
best take yo chairs inside cause i bout ta steal um.
the gigantic duggar family all stitched up rainbow style at some denver hipster gallery thing. these sort of juxtapositions make me all giddy-town
found this bright and vivid creature in a trashcan the day after valentines. funny how holidays come so slowly and go so quickly (saint patricks: full steam ahead.)
tobi's sink of dirty dishes would be visual poetry, wouldn't it? that girl don't miss a beat.
the only proof that i've ever been to a vegas night club. taken on my way to church the next morning. love my life of strange and wonderful juxtapositions. (i also believe that using the word 'juxtapositions' twice in one blog post is nothing but overkill.)
altogether exciting, alarming and enlightening.
(a discovery after we took some alleys and backroads walking home from dinner last week.)
enjoy my little life snaps that i can't seem to stop taking.
laying in the impressively lush and soft carpet of grass that's growinglike a champ in the park across from our house. sharing 1 freakin tiny pillow cause eric forgot to bring his. (i'll share. he smells ok.)
best take yo chairs inside cause i bout ta steal um.
the gigantic duggar family all stitched up rainbow style at some denver hipster gallery thing. these sort of juxtapositions make me all giddy-town
found this bright and vivid creature in a trashcan the day after valentines. funny how holidays come so slowly and go so quickly (saint patricks: full steam ahead.)
tobi's sink of dirty dishes would be visual poetry, wouldn't it? that girl don't miss a beat.
the only proof that i've ever been to a vegas night club. taken on my way to church the next morning. love my life of strange and wonderful juxtapositions. (i also believe that using the word 'juxtapositions' twice in one blog post is nothing but overkill.)
altogether exciting, alarming and enlightening.
(a discovery after we took some alleys and backroads walking home from dinner last week.)
5 comments:
i wove dese kinda posts:)
um, i need that duggar art. stat.
you're lovely. xo
chalice, i wish i could 'like' your post. well i'll like it the old fashion way (and just like it.)
hannah, right? i checked for the price with no success. i'd hang it above my fireplace (if i had one.)
I love these shots. You find art everywhere. It makes me love you even more than I already do. :)
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