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"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Day Three Hundred Thirty Eight 2010

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The cardinals are back, looking for food. They usually start to show up in the back yard when the weather turns cold. They are a bright spot...
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Friday, December 3, 2010

Day Three Hundred Thirty Seven 2010

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Grand daughter Shelby was awarded a 3rd Place ribbon today for her 4H speech. Her whole class had to participate. She was the last one calle...
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Thursday, December 2, 2010

Day Three Hundred Thirty Six 2010

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This little wren was fearlessly eyeballing a big fat cat that was skulking around the deck this afternoon. The cat never saw the bird, which...
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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Day Three Hundred Thirty Five 2010

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Buddy Cat was in hog heaven this morning, sprawled out in front of the fire in the wood stove. He's been there all day, which is a good ...
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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Day Three Hundred Thirty Four 2010

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"November comes And November goes, With the last red berries And the first white snows. With night coming early, And dawn coming late, ...
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