It’s been raining for days straight now. On the first night of storms, two of my favorite potted plants were blown off onto the balcony, sending clay and foliage everywhere. I keep finding storm casualties everywhere. [Project 365]
Suave as a motherfucker and one hell of a manager. I have decided to start taking my management cues from him. Which doesn’t bode well for anybody, really, but it means shit will get done. [Project 365]
We had a potluck for which we cooked foods that generally fly south of the border. It was magnificent. I made Cuban picadillo, which wasn’t terrible (yay!), although next time I’ll need to figure out a better way to serve it (mix it with rice or offer bread or something). [Project 365]
Ansley fought the good fight at Andrew and Sharon’s birthday party, but still managed to get overwhelmed by balls. It happens. [Project 365]
If I could pick a lesser superpower to have, it would be the ability to identify flowers. [Project 365]
I’ve carted this poster around with me for years. I love it. It’s for a photo exhibit that was at MSTU’s gallery. Margaretta Mitchell was the photographer. I didn’t see the exhibit; I just wanted the poster. It’s beautiful. [Project 365]
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