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If I don't write these things down they will not happen.
160 lbs of rumpled khaki on an old mountain bike.
Yesterday Alex and Jim came over for some fire pit and running around the snowy yard time.
Sittin' on the floor with the CuddleBim.
When I posted my last snapshot (of a fluorescent light panel) I skipped songs until I got to "Fluorescenses" by Stereolab.
I didn't mean to make it look like Maggie was wearing a dunce cap, honest.
Early on Sunday we discovered two charismatic predators in the yard.
Unfortunately, yellow jackets were hermetically sealed within the butterfly pavilion.
Instead of our usual type of event (go someplace, walk in one direction for a couple hours) the latest Urban Nature Walk meetup was a moth night.
Our Kenyan sand boa was impossible to see when hiding under the bark mulch substrate.
At this point I feel like I'm just documenting the steady decline and demise of my camera.
Standing at the top of the stairs, waiting for my turn in the shower; we went to a wedding on Saturday.

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