On Monday, I came down with the (non-swine) flu. Since then, I have done little else but trudge back and forth to the bathroom in between naps. For now, for you, I have no words, nothing but the moon. (Thanks to borealnz.)
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Tag Archives: photography
nothing but the moon
12-Aug-09secret agent mug
09-Mar-09I should stop not-bringing my camera to places; last night’s dinner, homemade by friends in Alameda, was so good that it should have been documented. I was too busy stuffing my face on duck confit. Tea is steeping in a mug that was obviously handmade by a child somewhere along the timeline. I do not [...]
photos I did not take
15-Sep-08Last night the moon slipped slate-blue behind silver clouds, and although I could see it from the overstuffed leather recliner I did not fumble for a camera. I watched it, and it looked full, though my astigmatism makes me a poor judge of such things. Past midnight, sometime over the weekend, we were sitting with [...]
uninformed
15-Apr-08I dread opening my RSS reader these days. Right now there are 876 unread items glaring at me, from a total of 269 feeds. How does anyone keep up? Every time I attempt to pare down the list, I get fed up, close the browser window, and pick up my book. In other news, thank [...]
