I'm a firm believer that no matter how nice, how ghetto, how predictable or how absurd a place is, the cities we live in have stories to tell. There are sentimental attachments, unexpected memories, and subtle surprises to be discovered anywhere we go. So here's to Provo, a place we all thought was so predictable but that we now see is full of variety and silent stories to be told.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Luther and the Pumpkin Patch
Here's a fantastically quaint little garden, clearly owned by a friendly bunch. And also guarded by Luther, the timid cat. We tried to become friends. But he wasn't interested.
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