allie and family invited me to accompany them to a wedding of some dear friends in boulder. we brought the san francisco snow.

how very unusual it was, to these californians, to see fall colors trapped in winter white. (you'll just have to imagine.)

[... or: a trip to DIA for.]

boulder was lovely, but in places it had this vaguely-chernobyl vibe.

wedding day; allie and i both relished the opportunity to wear scarves.

there's a sad clown joke in here somewhere.


picture sucks, but max made a batch of his brilliant custom painted shoes for all of the groomsmen. i still treasure mine.

too much wine and too few photos.