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I do like the ballot notification system in California, even if I'm not pleased with the fact we're having a recall vote.

When you're on a call and have to say "one sec, I have to catch the escaped tortoise" and then sprint down stairs before she finds a sneaky hiding spot.

Terrified and exhilarated as I start to land the first few warm-ups before heading to Case next week.

The sun peaks above the pines, the hazy smoke coming to roost from the Dixie Fire.

When you're in a pinch for head and shoulders headshot on white and you just don't feel like really getting setting up for it.

40° C is not a great time to shoot expired Fujifilm pack film, but couldn't resist the light and blooms.

A toasty 33° C in the darkroom as another heat advisory takes hold in California.

Caught Monica a mother's day gift while repairing pipes in garden.

Nothing worse when you're in the dark and you have fungus in your enlarger lens. Had to do a quick tear down of my 105mm El Nikkor to clean it up.

That one—when she looks at you, you can see she's working things out.

Listening to Marcy Harriell's outtake track "More" from the Moana soundtrack. Such a lovely performance.

An odd event to find on my paint shelf: a fairly new can of Rustoleum clear seems to have formed a leak, which formed a semi-solid Romancing the Stone sort of gem.

Max Richter and co new track "Follower" is haunting my soul on a loop. I adore his work.

The chicken's apparently are digging that early spring sunshine.

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For additional context, read Justin's "Ghosting the Socials and Expanding My Open Web Existence".