Every morning, while Maggie and I were staying at that house on the hill (posted here), we walked down a dirt road to a big barn and pond. The pier with the milk container loungers and that morning light got me every time. Here’s a little peak. s
WELCOME!I’m Lauren — a gentle wanderlust who lives in a little valley nestled between Sacramento and San Francisco. I embrace life’s littlest and most poignant moments, and share them here.
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