Holly: Thursday! It can’t be! It’s too gruesome!
Paul: What’s so gruesome about Thursday?
Holly: Nothing, except I can never remember when it’s coming up.
~Breakfast at Tiffany’s, of course.
After what seems like months of grey skies, the sun broke through last week, and I walked the dog through the woods to a nearby meadow. The next day, I did it again, and brought the camera with me to capture some of the wondrous, ordinary sights that caught my eye the day before.
I was travelling lightly, with the 50mm 1.4 that Ed gave me for Christmas, so I focused on details. This is one of my favourite shots of the day.
wish i could have taken the walk with you.
another day, perhaps.
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Bridget, why did you dislike dan brown’s lost symbol ?
I’m quite sure I haven’t read it. Where did you get the idea I had an opinion about it? (I am taken with your alliteration.)
I was snooping on your Goodreads book ratings. There are two Dan Brown novels both rated 3/5 stars.
But then again, God gave you free will an’ all. Where are your posts on religion and philosophy?
Am I banned yet?