so many favorite people squeezed into a weekend in a new city that we have all become familar and in love with, i am set.
& so it seems, i am gone until sunday evening. be well, kids. until then... xo's.
"Help us to be the always hopeful / Gardeners of the spirit / Who know that without darkness / Nothing comes to birth / As without light / Nothing flowers."
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