Could it really be the first day of summer?
This time last year, I was in NYC and experienced “Manhattan-henge”. My friend, J, and I were standing near the entrance of the High Line in the West Village, trying to scrounge up $1 for a bottle of water from the lone hot dog cart on an empty street. And all the light was this brilliant shade of dreamy orange - IN
(Source: 6th--of-november, via my-quarterlifecrisis)