EZ no more

She’s one of the only people who puts me on the other side of my own lens. Then she will keep clicking til I yell a halt. =P

THE MANE

Peninsula State Park over yonder

I love Urby +3, I guess. (#FreeGurley)

docks

On the drive home, we stopped and visited our Grandpa Bill’s grave. As we were walking away, Emily realized it was his birthday. We may share some tears, but he isn’t in the ground. Instead he’s with our Savior in heaven. =)

It’s time to muse.

I have this crazy cool person who hangs out with me sometimes and hugs me too tightly when my back hurts and has incredible hair. Her name is Emily. I have no reason to write a post today other than to share some more photos from this weekend and say, “Look at how much fun I have with my sister.” I hope you, dear reader, have someone with whom to share a milkshake and listen to the same peppy indie song four times in a row until you finally switch to Biggie and idolize the Olson twins.

Have a good day, peachy pals. Say a prayer of thanksgiving for someone really neat who loves you.