Irene wanted me to write a blog, but I thought I'd try this for a year instead.
Years later, in 2011, I realize that the above no longer makes sense, since I have stopped photographing breakfast and instead occasionally put down random thoughts. These days I photograph our granddaughter's lovely face, paint for fun, knit and teach knitting at an after-school program for girls, and read. Life is good, if a bit slow, but then, so am I.
No image today as there was no breakfast, although Marriott promised to have a boxed breakfast ready at 6 AM. Alas, nothing was delivered, and by the time we asked at the desk, the cab to take us to the Eurostar was waiting in the courtyard. Eventually we had something, cookies from the plane, I think, but I didn't take a photo.