Oh, Boston. What an old soul you are… Inside and out. Through and through Trinkets of presently unknown history are hidden inside your gilded, jeweled…
Photo: a piece I made last summer/early fall. I just made it on a whim It’s a new era It’s a new start I’m no…
photo by me: Boston Commons, March 24, 2019, unedited I have been depressed for four years. I have felt less like the woman I used…