Lazy Bum Sanctuary
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.
(365 Day 139 Photo)
It’s usually a Sunday ritual.
(365 Day 10 Photo)
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.
(365 Day 139 Photo)
It’s usually a Sunday ritual.
(365 Day 10 Photo)
After the whole Wupakti thing, we were ready for the grand canyon, I gotta say a lot of this privately owned land off the highway is just as beautiful as…
I know the vacation photos seem endless, but I thought El Cosmico deserved a post all it’s own. It’s another one of Marfa‘s treasures, parked in a pasture. …
This time we went all the way there. If it weren’t for giant sequoia trees, I probably wouldn’t have wanted to see California. For some reason it always brought Hollywood…
Brioche got served today. It’s been taunting me for 12 years, lurking in the back corners of my brain since I was a new knitter and tried to knit this…