after many many weeks of backpacks and countries and journals and trains and pictures and art museums and lovelily-dressed europeans and nutella crepes, i am back. back to home. as soon as i got in on wednesday, my family and i drove down to the ranch and did things like play in waterholes and hike canyons and eat watermelon and smear mud all over our bodies.
sandy toes and cardgames, marshmallowy fingers and drive-ins, and a night sky so full of stars you wouldn't believe it.
sandy toes and cardgames, marshmallowy fingers and drive-ins, and a night sky so full of stars you wouldn't believe it.
as for being home, my bromeliads have all finally died of neglect or old age. i am pretty sure this is a sign. of what though, i am not yet sure. stay posted.
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