Eleven Miles

Yep. That’s how far I walked today.

I’m just a little tiny bit tired, but now I must head to the stores and get errands done.
 
This is just an early “it’s really too darn windy to make any photographs” shot. I don’t have time to see if anything really turned out or not. I probably shouldn’t have bothered bringing the camera, but oh well! If I’d left the camera at home the wind would probably have died down and then I’d have been annoyed with myself! 
 
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Because I Think of Them as Male

… even though I realize there are black widows and not widowers. It’s just the way my brain works. Dogs are male. Cats are female. Lizards are male. Birds are female. Now, mind you, I KNOW none of that is true, but hey, the Germans say a fork is female (how very wrong is THAT?! Clearly a fork should be male and a spoon female and they say it’s the opposite!), so there you go.

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