8/30: rachel

Rachel is my sister.  Like many sisters, we've had our share of rollercoastering in our relationship over the years, but as I get older I realize how much we share and I consistently wish we lived close enough for us to get together regularly and hang out casually.  Every now and then we send each other photos of things we see lying on the ground (abandoned toys, lost necklaces, stray playing cards, etc.).  I saw a bright orange ticket on the ground at school the other day, but I didn't have my camera on hand.  The ticket was clean, however, so I picked it up--and today I will pop it into the mail to Rachel.