I guess it makes sense -- I mean, you can't really take photos when you're wresting snake-size bittersweet roots from the depths of the Earth -- but still. We really need to put down the lopper and pick up the camera every once in a while.
But in the meantime, according to my peaceful, sedentary, non-toiling photos, I'm just sittin' here . . .
. . . on the beach . . .
. . . hanging with Big Cac . . .
. . . watching the rain pour down from our bedroom window . . .
. . . at a bar.
Hey, wait, that photo reminds me of something . . .
I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go 'round and 'round.
I've been at it for years.
Although I'm now really wishing I could see some bittersweet-slaying super hero photos, these are so lovely. We all need to rest. And go to the beach. And gaze out of bar windows.
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Look at your pensive, reposed self! You've earned that seat for sure, sister.
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Jacquie