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.
That's not a very exciting breakfast to comment on. There is not even any orange juice. I can't say much about it. My word verification is: blecondo. That is all I have to say.
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That's not a very exciting breakfast to comment on. There is not even any orange juice. I can't say much about it. My word verification is: blecondo. That is all I have to say.
We've eaten all the pie and it's too early for turkey and stuffing.
Oh yes, it was one of those days. The bloating turkey days. Did you all survive that okay?
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