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It would seem heavenly to me to just take pictures all day... especially ones that aren't almost always consisting of a West Highland terrier and our backyard.

Where are the pyramids or the Great Wall of China here? The canals of Venice?

Compounding this yet again, here is a shot that really only I should truly appreciate, but then again since it is my blog I can post anyway... neener.

Somebody please get a travel agent to call me about Antiqua! It's getting critical.

Lingering Luigi

At any point between 6:30 and 7:00 AM he will move about on the bed... more often then not resting above my head on the 'second' pillow. If either one of us stirs enough to warrant his full attention, the positioning will change to suit. For me... he will dive under the covers fully expecting to linger there for a few minutes before moving towards the first pee of the day.

Dogs love routine... it's the skeleton of how they know how to love us, and it's our responsability to appreciate that fact.

Cats need not apply.

August Tears

Anybody close to me knows that I am, at any given point in time, only a few moments away from tears under the right circumstances.. Obviously this is an emotional issue. Please don't sell me Zoloft or some other anti-depressant at this point... I explain it all as emotional empathy, so bugger off.

Who am I kidding? Admit it. You are just a freak.

But wait...there is a string attached to a pulley here... a slice of a Rube Goldburg contraption that is controlling my persona, which I can't fully comprehend yet. Can we ever hope to decipher this code?

Today a friend was fired.
Today another friend took her new puppy back to the breeder because she is sick.
Today Julia Child made me thrilled to have met her.
Today I grew my network.

But mostly, today Mark played and sang together and it sounded like a wall coming down...

Those are the strings pulling this Monday. How much of a marionette to be... is entirely up to me.

Hats at Falls

There we were last week... at the spot where tons of water plunge over Niagara Falls every second.

This family was right in front of me... wearing what could be described as a symbol of not going over many falls.

What I didn't do on my summer vacation

It's been so long since I have posted... and there are no real valid excuses why, but I will list one anyway.

Some of the blogs that I was reading every single day are gone, with the authors leaving them behind because something they had posted had upset a friend or acquaintance. This is understandable, especially when you honestly write about the people and events in your life.

But posts made to a blog in the haze of anger... or the dizziness of passion can seem ill conceived days, weeks or months later. And, at that point, is inevitably when the crazed one night stand finds your site... or your boss... or perhaps even something worse. The thin line of public journal keeping is a hard one to travel down smoothly.

As for me, I have recently recommitted to blogging... having moved this site to a new hosting platform. And even though I haven't posted in fairly long time... I am back now, hopefully with a vengence.