And now for something completely different.
While I was in Taos, my husband was at home. Alone. Building submarines. I am the photographer.
This is the kind of thing I live with, every day. Now you can understand the whole Lost in Space robot thing a little better. I’m personally waiting for the Taj Mahal out of cardboard. It’s beautiful by moonlight.
Anyway, enjoy a little piece of Bryon’s childhood and a big piece of his summer.