I could hang out the marina for hours, finding something different (or the same) each time to pique my interest...
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A charming, perfect, cedar-sided cafe now resides a mere stone throw's away from the marina of my childhood memories.
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Italian words like this make me swoon. That word comes to mind when I see the soft, golden light in these photos...
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The exhilaration of buying my ticket for LA is still with me.
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I'm realizing that my coffee chronicling (aka diary-ing) needs to be turned into a more suitable verb that rolls off the tongue. Scouting? Searching?
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