180/365. Couchsurfing morning.
181/365. Illinois summer.
182/365. Japantown.
183/365. These for Father's Day. Nice and dense; proper muffins, not breakfast cupcakes.
184/365. Golden Gate Park Stables, now closed and minus a riding ring. A childhood haunt.
185/365. New top in the bathroom at my new summer college.
186/365. Because I wanted to make these.
187/365. My neighborhood. High summer fog.
188/365. Walked straight into the ocean to rinse them out. Then pictures. Ha, ha.
I love that shirt! It's wonderful. Where did you get it?
ReplyDeletesui - Thanks! Me too. Thrifted and allegedly vintage.
ReplyDeleteOh, boo for ill cameras. My point and shoot passed away last year and I'm having all kinds of trouble with my new one.
ReplyDeleteThe photo of the empty stables is sad.
I like that top! And then that second-to-last. And the leaves.
ReplyDeleteannelise - Mm, what are you using now? 'Nother compact?
ReplyDeleteErin - Thanks! :)