When the farmers market still comes through,even at the end of the season:Babysitting this little survivor:Dabitty Kitty doesn’t run as much as she used to. Look, she’s even posing: ’80s birthday party in spin class because my instructor is the coolest instructor, ever: Tis the season for poms!Hearty breakfast at the farm: We be so silly: Table for two, please: Birthday week is in full progress. Projects are getting done:This is what happens when my local bead store closes and sells everything for a buck: For my writer friends. Totally.
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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