in the morning i'll call you.

when your eyes are all painted so natural blue.

cute blog i've been checking. especially like the summer colours week. blue was friday. or friday was blue. either way.

the only girl i ever loved.

lovely photography.

you're dreaming in the dark.

collages.

you turn umbrellas inside out too often.

we're half awake in a fake empire.

de young today.

and so are we.

just watched this.

tomorrow goes away.

too much to say that i really just can't. today was awesome. this city is awesome. not having a digital camera is making taking photos a selective process and a project of sorts. great people. great food. great sun and breeze. and... maybe the best part of the day... my first san franciscan yoga class was... unbeknownst to me... a vinyassa class where they only play mj. i'm going back. tomorrow.

but will my heart be broken.

flower's in her hair.

here goes nothing.

to keep you safe from the outside world.

with good news from the weathervane we'll go our separate ways.

to james. love me. always. always.

imagine the feeling.