I felt like editing photos this weekend. And ACTUALLY sharing them.
Glaze is just down the street from us. They have great baum cakes and other goodies.
Like macarons. Pistachio, green tea, and raspberry.
I’ve never once been unhappy while eating cake. True story.
I’ve been binging on pink lemonade slushies. I think the cravings are over, but man–so good.
Summer means farmer’s market pupusas. Beautifully grilled cheese-stuffed masa pancakes topped with a spicy slaw, guacamole, and a fried egg. Crazy good. Add a waffle cake to the mix, and you’re probably done for the day.
And will need to find a few miles in these bad boys. My new Merrells are pretty, yea?
It’s pretty here.
Even from the scary roof, in the dark.
It’s nice to get out of Dodge sometimes, though. (I see you, too).
Reminders that imperfect things are still beautiful? Essential.
And reality comes in many shades.
Maybe don’t trespass though. Okay–maybe do. The photos are worth it.
Always go to concerts–even if you’re dead tired and the people around you piss you off.
Just shut up and put some flowers in your hair.
For God’s sake, dance.
Be happy you’re not in a cage.
And have these little friends to come home to.
Happy Sunday, y’all.