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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

Monday, July 9, 2012

Day One Hundred Ninety One 2012

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Awesome sunset over the Wal-Mart parking lot this evening. There was no escaping the light poles, unfortunately. Don’t they look like those...
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Sunday, July 8, 2012

Day One Hundred Ninety 2012

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Grandson Knox kicks back while Granny checks out Facebook. He’s fascinated by the computer, no matter what is on the screen.
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Saturday, July 7, 2012

Day One Hundred Eighty Nine 2012

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It is no use to grumble and complain; It's just as cheap and easy to rejoice; When God sorts out the weather and sends rain - Why, ra...
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Friday, July 6, 2012

Day One Hundred Eighty Eight 2012

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Splish Splash! Grandson Knox enjoyed some pool time this afternoon in the hundred degree heat. He had the best time kicking and splashi...
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Thursday, July 5, 2012

Day One Hundred Eighty Seven 2012

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My Mae Pearl’s vanilla bean frozen yogurt would have been patriotic if only I had chosen blueberries instead of blackberries. In the end, t...
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