Sometimes we can choose who to call family.
Four people in New York, Los Angeles, and Germany. Stopping, noticing, sharing - one photo/four people/every day. (For now we are just three, but hopefully four again soon.)
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Vintage radio
We have a vintage radio.
I'm guessing it comes from the 1930s.
We've had for so long that I really don't see it anymore.
But late one night,
I swear I heard music coming from it.
Radio waves that had been searching for a destination for so long...
Sometimes It's Better to be Silly
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