06 June 2019

first picnic of a new summer.

i have lost count of how many summers we've been meeting these same friends in this same spot, and there have been so many iterations by now: when ali was growing emilia and we were only dating, afterwards walking for affogatos and berries with cream, birthdays, the shade of a willow tree now lost, first summers of entire lives.

what i mean to say is: summer of '19 was welcomed by turtle pond with tim's lobster rolls and my strawberry galette, the soft thunder of feet on grass and one thousand trills of laughter spilling upwards into trees. what i mean to say is: i know how beautiful it is to notice the movements of people you love wrapped inside hours that shimmer before your very eyes. 

which is really all just to say that i love blurry photos best of all.


  1. This is so beautiful. I feel the same way about the blurry photos. I find that the light becomes more luminous, the energy more clearly visible and more deeply palpable, when everything is even just slightly out of focus.

    I'm not sure if you ever saw my comment quite a few posts back, or if you'll see this one. I'm just trying to make sure you're aware of the offer if you weren't already, and to let you know that it still stands! You might not be interested (of course no pressure at all). But if you are, then please let me know!

  2. Wishing we were close enough for picnics in the park & visits to the turtle pond!