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A title would go here, but I am sick of trying to title these entries that are shorter than most titles would be. So there.

I love this cool and cloudy weather. They are not dark clouds, but bright variations of grey, grey-blue and antique white. The world is not shadowy beneath them, just evenly illuminated. Maybe it is the photographer in me that appreciates … Continue reading

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upon the end

So now what?  You know, a bad movie can do some good things.  Especially, when one is as emotionally fragile as I, one may perceive profound movement of things ancient and unmoved, even in a bad movie.  Perhaps I am … Continue reading

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