march 2. a wonderful steak dinner with abby + alyssa (the first steak i’ve ever cooked — so good, pretty proud).
february 28. another from georgetown. this is what some photojournalists call a “selfie” (aka a self-portrait, in case you didn’t get it).
february 28. a walk through georgetown. this photo feels very sad to me, and also very british, though neither is true. this was a quite happy, quite american day.
february 24. is this a hearse? or just an old car? i can’t tell. maybe it’s only because it’s always parked next to the corner church that i think it’s a hearse.