Wednesday, January 15

Friday, January 3


a small trip to our home away from home for juice and baked goods. welcome to crown st.

Wednesday, January 1


on new years day, we celebrated at the beach. we built a small, shanty town out of sand and the hope that a stranger wouldn't come over and kick it down. the water was cold and the current, strong– chasing feet as they coward back, wailing in the wind. a day of rest more than recreation, we now sail into the new year as light weighted and free as the leaves stirring in the breeze.