|161/365 - White bleeding hearts|
|162/365 - Old wood stove and chimney on|
|163/365 - A visit to the old boarding|
facility. Doing some web-work for the
owner, if I can pin her down for content.
I won't lie. It was tough being there. I miss
|164/365 - Tea-cake in the works|
|165/365 - Alex is obsessed with the old|
green truck. Loves it more than
|166/365 - Big leaf maple leaves are big.|
|167/365 - Making good use of overripe|
|169/365 - Gettin' the stare-down|
|170/365 - Peacock feathers|
|171/365 - The walking Flokati enjoying the sun.|
|172/365 - I stacked a little rock tower. There are two kinds|
of people in this world; people who would leave this alone,
and people who would knock it over. I guess three kinds,
because there're the weirdos like me who build them.
|173/365 - Huckleberries are well on their way.|
|174/365 - A special treat from my favourite sushi place (Sushi & Maki in Clackamas)|
That roll in the front is the Florida Roll, which contains real crab, nori,
and is topped with tuna and thin sliced lemon for the most amazing flavour.
|175/365 - A nice batch of spaghetti. It was|
|176/365 - Joined the local farm co-op, and|
secured some fresh local eggs. So much
richer and yummier.
|177/365 - A hamster plush in lacy shadow|
|178/365 - an abstract selfie?|
|179/365 - Meet Hammie (we might rename|
him). He was at PetCo when we made
a routine stop. He was up for adoption
with his cage for $20. No way you can
beat that. Alex is naturally obsessed with
|180/365 - I had to crop out and and remove what looked like the|
carcass of a pupa. Looking this close at grain was
kind of disturbing. But the textures in the brown
rice were still beautiful.