Orange Groves.

 

I love Redlands.

I love love love fall!/Natalie’s Senior photos

Oak Glen.

See the rest at:

flickr.com/dearjeannemarie

Let’s run away.

To here.

Photo Credit: Katie Holland

 

Where The Wild Things Are

 

“Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.”

 

—Maurice Sendak

 

Oh, those moments;

The ones that are frozen in time, the candid kind.

If only.

 

If only you knew his story.

 

Let’s take a walk.

I would like to link arms with you and walk down this street at nighttime, while we drink chai.