drumsticks on a sunday night.


waiting for cars to pass

neighbors house

cambria gets a drumstick

Spending nights outside with my neighbors triggers memories of my childhood. Those nights when it’s almost 9pm and the sky is still bright….playing around the front yard with frisbees (the one i played with got run over by a car!). And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, the ice cream man drove by.

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