Ordered prints, a bunch of prints really, to be able to sift through places and experiences. And my bed got moved so it overlooks a widow. I’ve witnessed the moon cycle at least twice. I’ve watched the leaves bud and unfurl. I’ve let the breeze take me to these past moments. These things I’ve done alone, though in my mind, you’re always along.
yearbook find from 1999. What would you tell yourself twenty years from now?
train station sunrise 🌞
Dear Sarah, your house feels like home, your words, your heart are everywhere.