196/365. Pacific.
197/365. My first time spending the night in an airport.
198/365. Zeke the poodle.
199/365. Once more to the beautiful hippie attic of beautiful sisters.
200/365. Setting up for the wedding.
201/365. Bridesmaid bracelets and The Dress getting the wrinkles steamed out of it.
202/365. A tree I thought beautiful in New Bedford, MA.
THAT OCEAN. <3
ReplyDeleteYou look tired :[
Zeke is a lovely name.
Hippie attic!
Beautiful tree!
that attic looks positively dreeeamy...
ReplyDeletesui - yes THAT OCEAN :] and it was a long night, but not as long as the day-without-sleep that followed!
ReplyDeleteErin - it's really more of a garret, now that i think about it...that sounds more bohemian, which means it sounds more accurate.
Zeke looks precious! And ditto on the bohemian attic. The hardwood floor is gorgeous (from what I can see, that is).
ReplyDeleteodessa - His face really reminds me of that dog I housesit with, but he's much more aloof.
ReplyDeleteI love the New Bedford tree. I feel like I could climb into Mirkwood.
ReplyDeleteNichole - I am thinking now of that scene (though it's more about climbing out of Mirkwood) where Bilbo climbs to the top of a tall tree to catch a glimpse of the forest from above...<3
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