On a week that let you down,
in a month that carved you up,
during a year of foreign faces
and a century of love
You claimed your rightful place
among the gods and the mud.
You came back to show me what you’d done.
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On a week that let you down,
in a month that carved you up,
during a year of foreign faces
and a century of love
You claimed your rightful place
among the gods and the mud.
9 burnt buns ready to leave the oven ♥
♥
Is this Memorial Park in ER? If so, it’s one of my favorite places in the world. Swinging during sunsets are the best :D ahhhh! I miss the north!
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Gorgeous photos. Absolutely gorgeous. You should submit some images to publications: magazines, newspapers, whatever. Just keep pushing the work because, hey: You’re quite good, Sara.
-cK
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Actually! I took the second one, of my sister. My friend Eric took the first and the third (as I’m in them) and I did the post processing and stuck them all together. =D
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Bake me something!
Calendar
Sara is enjoying swimming and the sun and can't wait to dye her hair!
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| 29 | 30 | 31 | ||||
*nom nom*