April, shaken, not stirred.

Thank you April for shaking things up. For breaking me free from my cubicle chains to deserts, forests, and bayous. Thank you April for bringing me back to my good people in AZ, for bringing me Spring in Missouri and brass bands in New Orleans, for a good harvest from my garden plot, and my first swim in the SF Bay. Photos photos photos--so many to sort through and post. I can't wait.

me & April.