…when we sat out by the fire on the seventh-floor terrace of mike’s apartment in seattle and sipped on wine and talked and watched dusk turn to night admidst the glittery high rises of the city. those are the pictures that i’m posting today. it have been really romantic except that “we” was my mom, my dad, my brother, and little ol’ me, so instead, it was just really memorable and fun in a “pinch-me-i’m-dreaming” sort of way. i think the pictures speak for themselves…
{hint: if you scroll all the way through, the end is where the magic happens…}
disclaimer: i did not do any crazy editing or put any filters on those sky pictures. it’s all on mother nature’s excellent use of color palettes and my camera’s awesome ability to capture what the eye sees. pretty sweet, huh?
xoxo