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Quiet this week. Cooler air, but not quite autumn. Life in abeyance. Indeterminate time. After so long, as though I should be getting ready for classes. Moby spending a lot of time on the balcony. We have gone to a couple of open houses, knowing full well we are in no place to actually make that kind of outlay. Just looking, being nosy.

Replaced our aging camera, it having suffered a few too many drops (some onto concrete) with a shiny new one. Moby already thinking we take waaaaaaay too many photos of him. Sheesh.

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4 comments:

Blogger trousers said...

That first photo (ie Moby) - speaks volumes.

16:49  
Blogger gz said...

dreaming isn't always bad. You can say "that would be nice- but we're happy as we are"

01:55  
Blogger The Crow said...

That's an amazing shot of Moby, Z! He looks suspended in mid-air, just floating above it all.

Great photo, even greater subject.

21:03  
Blogger Zhoen said...

trou,
Most of it in catswearing.

gz,
Yup. Wouldn't have it any other way.

Crow,
good camera helps.

15:57  

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