Saturday, April 3, 2010

Crossing the bridge

from Maria's old apartment to the new. Mazel tov, Maria.

Taken March 24, 2010.

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Friday, April 2, 2010

Daffy Drops

Taken March 22, 2010.

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Thursday, April 1, 2010

The Aliens Have Landed! Run for Y

Abducted March 27, 2010 by aliens who came from George Pal having already eaten the brain of Orson Welles.

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Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Follow Me Down

Taken March 23, 2010.

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Tuesday, March 30, 2010

And So It Begins

The first day of Spring, the first 2010 post tagged Spring.

Taken March 20, 2010.

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Monday, March 29, 2010

A Fog of Dogs

Taken in sequence (counterclockwise). I'm sure you all can fill in the missing pictures.
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Sunday, March 28, 2010

Sunday Poetry Post

These were by an old cabin, far from the lake.

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by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.