Dishes (Photo)


In honor of those who are moving, or will be moving soon, or who are moving two days early.

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8 comments:

Blogger moira said...

(o)

19:31  
Anonymous pohanginapete said...

Hey! That's what my cupboards look like after a hard night. ;^D

21:37  
Blogger Poor Mad Peter said...

Moving--an earthly purgatory justified only, hopefully but not always, by the prospect of the future digs being an improvement over the present...

07:31  
Blogger MB said...

Everything slides and settles uncertainly.

word verification: oboih (oh boy!)

12:01  
Blogger moira said...

I feel like I've just molted -- shed a skin, and now all soft and wet and raw. Can't imagine how you managed it over thousands of miles. Can't imagine how you'll manage it so soon, again.

12:57  
Blogger zhoen said...

PMP,
That or needing to move for what seem like compelling reasons to other states.
Moira,
I've moved so many times, I've burnt out completely. I look forward to the day when I never expect to move again. It will be a while yet. Third time in three years hurts.
MB,
Again, I must credit the guitar player. This time for making an ordinary photo of mine into something wonderous strange.

16:46  
Anonymous maria said...

I'd rather be hanging out in that cupboard than the one I pictured in my post. At least, this one is about moving on (or moving to music), while mone is about "moping" away in the closet.

21:47  
Blogger Liquid said...

(*O*)

07:52  

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