A walk between old friends (getting older every day). Separated by an ocean; connected by hangovers. Nodding heads at passers-by. ‘Good morning.’ ‘Hello.’ ‘Hello.’ ‘Good morning.’ No tongue clicking, to our mutual relief. Ponds and springs. London and Pittsburgh. Sharing selfies in the best of all possible places.
Photo: Blake Morris
Photo: Jeff Morris
Photo: Blake Morris
Photo: Jeff Morris
Photo: Blake Morris
Photo: Jeff Morris
A Wander is not a Slog 