Oh, my talking bird
Though your feathers are tattered and furled
I’ll love you all your days
‘Til the breath leaves your delicate frame
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We stopped at Bixby Bridge, just so I could stand there and listen to Bixby Canyon by Death Cab.
Being a photographer without a proper camera sucks so much ass. Nothing’s quite as terrible as taking what you thought was the perfect shot and reviewing it only to see that it’s a grainy, pixelized, unfocussed mess.
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