Bike church, Bella and friends.

We spent the week/end working to get my bike back up and running, garden pruned and our visiting seattlelite, Bella a place to call home right here in Philly!

A local church has a bike church for peeps who need a place to work on their bikes… It just so happens to be right next to my job AND have a sweet little playground with a sand box, giant abacus and lots of kiddy bikes!! best church i’ve ever attended!
Hagan and I played really hard while papa worked on my bike:)

We also went down to see the Liberty bell and to walk the oldest neighborhood street in this nation- quite beautiful.
Our insanity garden was an overgrown mess of a trillion tomatoes and squash plants…with some radish and peas and basil thrown in. Papa pruned while Hagan participated by stuffing his face with as many tiny tomatoes he could get his hands on.
We ended the week showing our dear friend a possible place to rent as well as a place to purchase right in our own neighborhood. She is in love with our piece of Philly and we are overly excited to have her in our town.

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About Camille

A Native to Seattle wishes to share a vision that comes from the heart. The heart knows there is no vacant space between us. The air is filled with vibrating molecules that reverberate as energy flows through. The energy comes from our bodies as we create molecules through thoughts and reactions. The molecules allow for life and action. The energy created from my molecules reverberates out to you. We are always touching even though miles may separate us. Can you feel me? I can feel you.
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