babushka memories.

Two posts later and I’m still a little giddy from all that sun we got this afternoon. Yes, clearly, I’m jinxing myself (and the rest of New York City, sorry). Today’s sun-stricken morning reminded me of California. And of course, when I think of California, I think about home, and my old room (see photo above).

Can someone mail me my babushkas please?

  1. the sun was quite magical. i kept sneaking out of the office to bask in the glory.

  2. gocountry said:

    even after being here a while, i too associate this warmth with socal. and then it made me think of home. and then nada surf. popular. funny the shit that stays with you.

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