Way back in our college days, Kristina and I were room mates (along with Chris and two other rad ladies). We lived tucked away behind Humboldt State campus, with the redwood forest as our backyard. Our home was appropriately dubbed Cozy Corners, or The Tree House, depending on whom you talk to, because every square inch of it felt like visiting Grandma’s house.
Living in a house with lots of people is… Interesting. Everyone always seems to have their own “thing” that defines their home life — like being mindful about turning the lights off, taking long baths, keeping the floors clean, or always leaving a spoon covered in peanut butter in the sink (Looking at you, Mat Calderon!).
For me and Kristina, our home life constantly revolves around the kitchen… This one, especially. So many fond memories have been made here. Breakfasts, dinners, late night chats and fingernail painting. Bike rides home from work ending with an epic sandwich scarfing and Jarritos chugging. Doing dishes while staring out this window into the redwood forest and the Humboldt Bay. Or just watching timid, neighborhood cats scamper through the backyard, unaware of our gaze.
When I took this picture, I thought it was going to be the last time I ever set foot in this house. Kristina was set to move up to Portland, but decided to stay in Arcata at the last minute. Though I was deeply saddened that we wouldn’t once again be raising hell in the same town together, I’m so happy that there’s still a chance that I could spend even one more night in these Cozy Corners, someday. Hopefully someday soon.
Polaroid SX70 + PX70