writing, again.
1990, main road, rondebosch
random
It’s been a while since I updated. Thanks to a hard drive having an existential crisis, and finally settling on nihilism as a viable strategy, most of my ~.5TB collection of photos is Gone.
So, something from the ol’ CF card then.
Another friendly office invader
Buffalo Bay, the river
I has a boat
amo, amat, amamus
White Paws. Her and sibling are now home’d.
N, preparing for the first day of (traditional) school
T, taking joy from her instructions to pick her nose
Daaaaaaad
< her> daaaaaaaad
* she fiddles
< me> mmm?
< her> I can see your porn book
< me> my *what* book?
< her> your porn book
< me> ummm.
< her> Here!
* she passes a book
< me> ... oh.
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‘Teaching Children Chess’ features a nice cover shot - a close up macro in soft focus of a pawn.
somewhere under my desk
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This guy is hiding. By my toes.
6" floorboards btw.
take it from the top
since it took a fire to get me out of the house, I thought I might take a pano of the view …
Well, I lied. Actually I went to grab a picture of the choppers filling up. aaaanyway.
also, from the other side of the lagoon (on top of the right ‘head’ as seen in the above)
warning, full size ~1.5MiB
bother, said pooh
my hill is on fire. I noticed this see, because there are helicopters buzzing my house.
So I walked up my driveway, to the corner of my fence, and looked down
from the top of my neighbors driveway
walked further down the road, and
began to wonder if I should be getting ready too
although,
it does make for a beautiful sunset
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