Burn it all away.

The way the light plays between buildings in the evening. The dark walls become projection screens for the distorted sunset.

The “I feel like shit so stop taking my picture” face. But it turned out pretty nice anyway. (drinking matcha at Steeps)

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Marlo Lavonne by Chelsea Kindrachuk, iPhone remix.

From a past life.

From the day we rode bicycles to Frankfurt and got lost a bunch and went to Palmen Garten.

I dreamed I swallowed crystals and diamonds. I met an oracle who told me my purpose in life: you are meant to bring light.

Frosty tree in the twilight.

The Elbow in winter.

Evening in the garden.

Evening in the garden.

The longer I exist in the world the more mysterious it becomes. It gets more beautiful as I become more open to beauty.

After a long day.

Boating on Forest Lake, Minnesota. By James.