…In Between I Drink…
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
This one is of my mother’s necklace. I’m thirty days into the 365 project and am getting faster at composing my photos and editing. I’m also no longer cringing at…
It’s that time. I guess things are just too quiet or, dare I say, comfortable. I’ve made peace with self portraits, fit in a new study habit, stagnated in martial…
This is a pattern swatch for another knit along I’m starting today, lots of linkage, and other free floating thoughts. Feel free to ignore this post, altogether. I’ve decided to…
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Someone was in a good mood because they had no homework, so he indugled me by taking a few quick photos of me in my new hat. This hat is…
Several weeks ago I was lucky enough to win an instagram giveaway for this watercolor of moonlit poppies from anisantrees. Dreamy, right? I love Anisa’s style. Take a look at…