We protested. Unfortunately an early morning protest in Warwick outside ICE offices surrounded by faith leaders was super stressful for LB and was at least a partial factor setting off a lot of anxiety. I'm still thankful that I can tell her, yes I will be here, no you won't go to jail, no I won't go to jail, no we won't be separated, so many people aren't that lucky.
We went to Maine and I thought a lot about climate change while sitting on weirdly warm beaches, while sitting on appropriately chilly beaches. It's coming, and so much of what we know will be gone.
Look at you Providence, with your light up swing. I don't remember what event this was, maybe Thursday concert at the Park?
Growing like a weed this one, I think this is one of the dresses that can no longer be worn as a dress.
Herminone and Zombie Ballerina off to the bar on a Friday night.
The universe always gives me a good sunset around Christmas, I think this was Christmas Eve with no LB, but it was still good.
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