I have a confession to make. Rather, a secret dream that I’ve always harbored and never had the desire to attempt to actualize.
Two teal-colored legs and two tiny arms — / My purpose: to fill your life with charm.
Sit. Stay… Until the Moose sails through the air. And I Fly along with it. — (photo © Reggie Ballesteros Photography) (Instagram: @reggiebphoto)
He’s a true indoor dog. Yes, we take him out for walks — mainly for exercise, since he’s paper-trained. And to socialize him with the Emeryville neighborhood dogs at our apartment complex’s dog park.
“Sarina,” she said. “Remember, there are only three things that your guests are going to care about: food, alcohol, and music…”
The entire nature of the thing makes the experience more intimate, the memory more tangible. It’s an odd paradox, but the physical print almost creates the moment’s immortality.
There is nothing more Satisfying — for breakfast, Lunch, dinner, fourth meal — Than a bowl of cereal And refreshing, ice cold milk. — (photo © Reggie Ballesteros Photography) (Instagram: @reggiebphoto)
Reggie and I have created a domestic rhythm over the past couple of years.
As the raindrops start / To plink-plink-plink on the glass…
Reggie is a notoriously thoughtful gift giver. An unsurprising trait, really, when you consider how much time he spends researching any purchase, big or small. A new camera lens. A dish rack. Batteries. Temporary cabinet liners for our apartment kitchen.