A picture of a quaint wintery morning in suburban Lakewood. This picture was entered in a photo contest and actually won. I sortof think it was one of those 'every entry is a winner.' Then they try and sell the compiled book to entrants and their families.
I'll miss the dry, fresh air, and the clear radiant sun of morning. Not that its going anywhere, other than pollution choking it...
Listening to Lodger - Doorsteps, sounds like an appropriate song for the mood as I write this.
I'll be departing soon for Pennsylvannia. So long, and thanks for
3 comments:
bye. see you in my dreams.
At this moment, I don't think so. Why do you ask?
mmm mail. that'd be yummy.
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