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egelantier, somebraveapollo, and wordsofastory, to lure them to LA some day.
Pretty pictures of LA below cut. Yes, really. Also food and mysterious shoes.
Is it a sunset, or is a signal to the alien mothership?
Me at the roof party where I took the mothership photo. The fur was a loan from another party guest due to the surprising night chill; the giant (real) flower (a peony?) was from the flower crowns we made for ourselves. It was so heavy that it kept tipping into my eyes.
A bunch of new, unmatched shoes. I don't understand this. All the passersby stopped to examine the shoes and speculate. Best guess: a shoe salesman's discarded samples.
Bell peppers at the farmer's market (Mar Vista).
The street next to the farmer's market.
Salad made with items purchased at farmer's market: raw corn, arugula, peaches, burrata (fresh soft mozzarella).
Spring hike at Sullivan's Canyon. I went on a weekday, and saw almost no one else. It was very peaceful. I had a picnic, then sat on a fallen tree and read Francesca Forrest's excellent, magical epistolatory novel, Pen Pal. I tried to photograph myself on the tree, but had to settle for my feet.
Full moon on the street where I live.
egelantier, somebraveapollo, and wordsofastory, to lure them to LA some day.Pretty pictures of LA below cut. Yes, really. Also food and mysterious shoes.
Is it a sunset, or is a signal to the alien mothership?
Me at the roof party where I took the mothership photo. The fur was a loan from another party guest due to the surprising night chill; the giant (real) flower (a peony?) was from the flower crowns we made for ourselves. It was so heavy that it kept tipping into my eyes.
A bunch of new, unmatched shoes. I don't understand this. All the passersby stopped to examine the shoes and speculate. Best guess: a shoe salesman's discarded samples.
Bell peppers at the farmer's market (Mar Vista).
The street next to the farmer's market.
Salad made with items purchased at farmer's market: raw corn, arugula, peaches, burrata (fresh soft mozzarella).
Spring hike at Sullivan's Canyon. I went on a weekday, and saw almost no one else. It was very peaceful. I had a picnic, then sat on a fallen tree and read Francesca Forrest's excellent, magical epistolatory novel, Pen Pal. I tried to photograph myself on the tree, but had to settle for my feet.
Full moon on the street where I live.