very simple

one of the many, many birdhouses that my parents have scattered around. Maybe next time I go up, I’ll do a whole photo series of their collection (most of which are purely indoor decorative items).

I took this in an attempt to show off the macro feature of my fancy camera lens to…someone.

up in the berkshires two weeks ago, things were very slowly, in very small ways, starting to bloom.

I actually heard this before I saw it, but it was instantly recognizable. I don’t know whether it’s restored or a replica, but I just love all forms and homages to the Shelby Cobra. My dad had one back when I was in high school/college, but his was bright red. Completely impractical, given the fact that you could drive it about three days a year (the combination of no roof and inability to park it anywhere safe was a bit of a limitation), it was still the talk of the town whenever we actually left the house in it. My favorite part about ours? The 5-point restraint harnesses instead of seat belts.

This here is a perfectly poured cup of espresso. Let’s see Starbucks do that!