San Francisco, the Rockies, the prairies, and the cottage.
I miss road trips and summer.
I miss my strange little point and shoot canon my mom gave me for my birthday when I was ten — I lost it after my last american road trip with half a roll of film in it. I lose a lot of things, but that little point and shoot took some grainy and lovely pics.
And a prairie song to by Andy Schauf, just ’cause it’s so pretty.