Brittany and I went camping and hiking in the Whites for our third anniversary, which I think was our first overnight without Wren since she had been born. First week of October, 2018. Top two are from Kinsman, which has become my personal holy mountain, and the third is square ledge from Mt. Hedgehog, a truly magical hill itself. Rolleiflex and Kodak Portra.
We're isolated at home now, officially.
We have lots of beer.
Stay calm, listen to Just Mustard.
They're from Ireland, and they're incredible.
Like if My Bloody Valentine was better, plus trip hop.