This is my empty closet. There was something beautiful and a already nostalgic about it to me about it because seeing it made me feel for first time that the Denver-law-graduate school chapter of my life is over.
A farmhouse in the mid-west, breezing by on the highway road trip from Denver to Cape Cod.
Another farmland through the car window. We were in the car for three straight days. Goodness, we live in a huge country!
The beautiful sunset my first night at home.
The great matriarch: Grandma Marion. A true lady, indeed.
Guess what this is.
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