you all are probably sick of it, but I will never tire of taking pictures of people i love, especially around dinner tables.
This is what breakfast at my house looks like.
This is what fancy drinks look like. This one even tasted really good.
This is what May looks like after she’s had too much fancy drink.
My mom picked this trick up from a gypsy in Turkmenistan.
Window? Veil into a parallel universe?
We drink tea like nobody’s business.
Too many fancy drinks later, we set fire to the table and left the establishment shortly afterward.