Since we're on the cusp of fall, I thought I would post some photos I took last winter.
Don't worry, the logic of the last sentence alludes me as well.
This is J, my brother from another mother. He does not like to have his photo taken. This only makes me want to take as many photos of him as I can. Photography puts a strain on our relationship.
Too bad he can never get rid of me. Never. Ever.
New York City has some serious tricks up it's sleeve. It is truly magical... despite the decades of grime impacted on every square inch of tangible surface. Hence, the invention of antibacterial wipes.