…off the same plates that sustained me throughout my childhood
Saturday morning...
That morning light...
Punk kid...
Karma.
While we're able...
We celebrated Nate’s life Saturday. Friends. Family. Food. Flowers. At a spot he would love, alongside the water. Sand between our toes. The water welcoming us in…to say goodbye. Another event that stirs up thoughts of family, time and making the most of it all while we’re able.
