Thinking about it makes me warm inside.
Also this morning: the City came and finished cutting down the big old (dead) tree in front of our place. Bye bye big old (dead) tree! I miss you already.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Perfect Piece of Bacon
This morning I made and ate the perfect piece of bacon. Crisp, but not burnt. Cooled, but not cold. Salty, but not too salty.
Thinking about it makes me warm inside.
Also this morning: the City came and finished cutting down the big old (dead) tree in front of our place. Bye bye big old (dead) tree! I miss you already.
Thinking about it makes me warm inside.
Also this morning: the City came and finished cutting down the big old (dead) tree in front of our place. Bye bye big old (dead) tree! I miss you already.
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2 comments:
Okay, how can you take a picture of the dead tree remains and then not turn directly around and take a picture of the puzzle progress for your good friend, Aimee? Seriously Dan, I ask so little...
...but the tree picture is a damn good picture....
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