These are quite late because my compact (my only digital camera) kind of broke, so there weren't going to be any more pictures in the point-and-shoot 365 for a while. (It fell out of my bag when I fell off my bike, and took three pictures [see 188] before succumbing to coma. No money at present to get it diagnosed or fixed.) But I may be able to borrow a point-and-shoot for the summer. Anyhow.
180/365. Couchsurfing morning.
181/365. Illinois summer.
183/365. These for Father's Day. Nice and dense; proper muffins, not breakfast cupcakes.
184/365. Golden Gate Park Stables, now closed and minus a riding ring. A childhood haunt.
185/365. New top in the bathroom at my new summer college.
186/365. Because I wanted to make these.
187/365. My neighborhood. High summer fog.
188/365. Walked straight into the ocean to rinse them out. Then pictures. Ha, ha.