Bloomed: Rosette

Sat next to two moms at Urth Caf├®, both had their newborns swaddled in golden brown blankets. I guess the days of pink and blue are over. A woman stopped and asked the moms ÔÇ£boys or girls?ÔÇØ They rolled their eyes after she left and said ÔÇ£how could she not tell, they are clearly girls!ÔÇØThe Golden Rage: Toasted TaupeAn hour before sunrise, I think about you and regret the day I met you. An hour before sunset, I think about you and canÔÇÖt believe I survived another day without you. These are the golden hours – the hours they say are the perfect light to photograph. You are my worst masterpiece.