At Brick Works with my love.
Hello beautiful; long time, no see.
Dear snow: fuck off.
You see the oddest things on the backroads, like this painted rock on #666 in the Allegheny Forest.
The last Christmas tree.
Exploring around a deserted and dilapidated cottage down a dilapidated road
A still evening at Pine Vista
We were given a spectacular day. We spent it in Elora, walking along the Gorge and drinking coffee by this window on …
A last-minute visit to Presqu’ille Park with Keith. It was quiet and perfect and lovely.
Poor dead dragonfly, found in the middle of the wine warehouse.
My thought when I see a beautiful, striking sunrise: I am up too fucking early.