Fog and sunshine.
The first bridge by the man who built the Brooklyn Bridge – walking around Cincinnati.
Where I plunked down my chair and read for a while after work.
Getting in a bit of forest-bathing and relaxation after work.
Good company and a nice day, accompanied by a good coffee stout.
At Brick Works with my love.
Hello beautiful; long time, no see.
Celebrating 55 circles around the sun in the best way possible!
Dear snow: fuck off.
In Buffalo for derby, but fascinated by the urban ruins by the water.
it wasn’t until looking at this picture later that I realized that the chairs matched the mural.
this is not a murder scene.