Thanks! I find that my best New Year’s Eves are the chill ones. So much emphasis placed on one night, how could it possibly go well enough if you try to do something big!
New Years Eve was a rather chill affair. Slippers and a sequin skirt is a look, right?
Philadelphia, PA.
A sweet night of bowling with my old high school friends.
Philadelphia, PA.
A bridge in my area has been closed for several months while the district fights over who should pay for repairs. In the mean time, it’s being improved by local children.
Narberth, PA.
I passed this recently felled tree, so naturally I had to admire the new view.
Shortridge Park, PA.
A lovely night at the Kimmel Center to hear the Philadelphia Orchestra, listening to some Rachmaninoff.
Philadelphia, PA.
Lovely late afternoon light waiting for the train at 30th Street.
Philadelphia, PA.
Fall walk pt. 6. There was a large, flat stone, surrounded by smaller stones, that my friends and I used to pretend was a picnic table. We never brought real picnics, of course, we just gathered leaves and such and pretended we had manners.
Shortridge Park, PA.
Fall walk pt. 5. This was a little stepping stone bridge near my pirate ship. Very important for reaching foreign shores.
Shortridge Park, PA.
Fall walk pt. 4. I used to play on this rock as a child, pretending that it was a ship. I made a pretty great pirate, if I do say so myself.
Shortridge Park, PA.
