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.
It's early in the morning here and those eggs look tasty. You know, one time before I die I want to have a real American breakfast. Iĺl have my gastric band emptied and come to the States.
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It's early in the morning here and those eggs look tasty. You know, one time before I die I want to have a real American breakfast. Iĺl have my gastric band emptied and come to the States.
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