if, heaven forbid, the above polaroids go mysteriously missing or the internets are suddenly destroyed in an elaborate whackadoodle scheme to take over the world, I'll be okay. because the way ezra looked yesterday in the fur hat that made him feel like a pirate explorer is not something I'll ever forget. not ever. and the color of the sky the day my mom turned the car around so I could take pictures of an old sign? also unforgettable.