Family

Music Corner

Boogie Monsters (BriCo shout out)

Davie B and Bobby D shoutouts

Can't Miss

Bri.

O.

Ash.

Street View

Only person awake

Royal

This guy bubbles for NYC (Hi Amy!)

We're Back!

Welcome back, me!

Brookline, MA

I love some good eye contact

Trees!

Not Your Mother's Photographs

Joyous

A wedding!

Stella Small

What Have You

Back in Black (& white)

The Original Birthday

boom

A Little Something

I love a good sky

Graduating Soon

Look at that Sun Set

Meet the Family

Fire Man

This guy played with fire.

We thought it was dangerous.

We were right.

My First Memory

A cannon, a flag.

THE FARM

One day, we went to a farm two hours outside Bogota, Colombia.

We trecked through the thick

to see the newborn calf

and to make sure it was eating.

We scoped the place out,

but didn't quite fit in.

My mom's cousin, Pote, is the farm owner and a vet. Duty called.

With Nelson, the farmhand's, help, they administered some meds.

After a little more farm exploration with Pote and Nelson,

we headed up the mountain to another farm. The man showed off his prized rooster, and was shocked to hear I'd never witnessed a cock fight.

I can no longer make that claim.

After an unreal day, we headed back to Bogota.

A Real Farm

Today we went to a farm that my mom´s cousin, Manuel, owns. I can honestly say that today was in my top 10 days.

I:
-drove through tiny roads in the mountains
-watched a 5 hour old calf follow its mother around
-got charged at by a bull
-ate arroz con pollo
-saw my first cock fight
-took aprx 400 photos

Profound!

Me Voy

I'm going to Colombia for three weeks, uh, tomorrow.

My plan includes Bogota, Medellin, and Cartagena. I'll have my camera.

And this time, no dogs.

Having a Cow (man)