(lovely elena. by lsl)

snapped up from the Long Beach airport by my newest (and-oh-so-fabulous-sister-destined-to-be-lifetimes-long) friend for a too short visit but a perfect and synchronous one over a carafe

(sangria yum. by lsl)

and some plates and promises made to be in the same room on a different continent very soon...

then whisked away by my oldest (and-deep-and-blood-and-already-lifetimes-and-so-many-more-of-them-too) friend

(jen. by lsl)

for another day of good food,

(mmmexican food. by lsl)

and a vintage tandem ride,

(schwinn baby. by lsl)

for pretty new toes.

(toelettes. by lsl)

I fit in a little solo escape to the sea of my childhood before most of the world was awake and then a party, too.

(sunrise. by lsl)

and home again.
was it all just a dream?
the very best kind of dream?
thank you my girls.
thank you my sea.
blessed is what I am.

and we will all be together again soon...