rhymes with milk

I don’t know what I was thinking taking Ally to a graveyard the day after her grandma died.

Funkifino was playing in the background.

Ally’s grandma died today, her last grandparent. It’s very sad.

Ally and I rode our bikes through campus, and stopped on Farrand and threw around a frisbee like hippies. It was the most fun I’ve had in a long time.

At a gas station on our way home from Crested Butte. Great weekend.