I still daydream about Santa Barbara. Particularly when it's 100 degrees here or on Saturday mornings. We awoke to a cloudy Saturday this morning in Austin and we have a sweet little rhythm going the last couple weeks. More of that to come. But for now... SIGH. Santa Barbara Saturdays. This one is burned in my memory because of the warmth of the salty sunshine, the annual chalk drawings at the Mission, the bagels and the ballet. Always ballet on Saturdays.
My memories of this day gain breathtaking technicolor because of the NEXT LEVEL photos my sister, Katie, took that day. What a priceless, pretty gift a still frame can be.
Enjoy them with me.