Friends to play with, a couch to cuddle and tumble on, a date with my wife downtown, a glimpse of the start of two lives merged, a crooked gate that’s still hanging on, Falls Park…






These are the ingredients to a perfect Sunday afternoon.
Friends to play with, a couch to cuddle and tumble on, a date with my wife downtown, a glimpse of the start of two lives merged, a crooked gate that’s still hanging on, Falls Park…
These are the ingredients to a perfect Sunday afternoon.