Tuesday, September 4, 2012

just look, we are the luckiest

Look how beautiful Maine is. Look how gorgeous my friends are. Sometimes, somedays, I am just the luckiest. I know 2012 isn't over yet, but the end of summer always feels like the end of something. And I for sure would not have made it through this something, as intact as I am, without my amazing friends. I love you. All of you. Pictured and not. All of you who have, for years, patiently pretended not to see the camera in front of my face. And who have supported my turning this habit into something bigger. Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 I dove off that floating dock. And swam in that lake with that duck. And I walked up that hill where people have houses in the middle of those wildflowers. And it rained. It was magnificent. And then there was a wedding! Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Untitled Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400 Kodak Portra 400

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