When traveling with me, one must take a moment to be photographed doing the Vulcan salute. It is known. (For real.) (Seriously.)
Here’s a round-up of a few of my favorites.
On the wall around Graceland, during my birthday trip there in 2011 with Jonathan, Alissa, and Kate. (After this picture was taken, I can clearly remember Kate saying, “Was the hand thing really necessary?” Yes. Always.)
On the grass near the port in Galway, on one bright, sunny Irish morning. (So green.)