That painting is still crooked. Intentions to fix it 428 days in a row and counting.
I've grown so accustomed to things. But, some day I will miss them.
And I'll long for it all to be just as it was.
1. Lake Harriet walk at dusk.
2. A familiar sight. Three little bears.
3. Art from a 5th grader with an impeccable eye.
What? A girl can't listen to Bon Iver on a quiet February night?
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