28.12.2011 Caryn’s baby jacket
My trip home has only been running for a few days but it’s already been boisterously full of old friends and reminiscences. Today featured a cherry farm and a table full of ladies, an afternoon of the O.C. and dinner with friends, and then got some Caz time and as she’s my B.F.F. I took a photo of the wee jacket that hangs on her wardrobe door as a tribute to her (in actual fact I forgot to take a photo all day until I was lying in bed and it was right in front of me but you get that it means like, the whole day, right? Right).