blackheath

i love blackheath. it's old, and smells like wood and rain and that's where i want to be. it was k's 21st birthday, and these photos don't show that because i don't trust myself to hold a camera while intoxicated. so, enjoy the scenery before and after. 

a warm day in camden

my cousin was married on a warm day in camden. when i sink my roots into the soil and grow as a lithe, young sapling– it will be here and it will be now.