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About Me
Some of My Favorite Posts
- The Best Years of Our Lives
- Filled Up with a Feeling
- 6:15 a.m.: Brooklyn Street Scene
- Unexpected Visitor
- The Falling Man
- Cousin Sam, Head Cashier
- More Like a Girl Every Day
- Window Ledge: A True Ghost Story
- Thesis/Antithesis
- Clock-Watching in Brooklyn
- Suitor
- My Husband
- Kiss on the Corner
- First Light
- That Day (September 11, 2009)
- My Inner Goth
- Victorian Spirit Photography
- The Castle
- Shop Girl
- I Will Never Know
- In Defense of the Death Portrait
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Blog Archive
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- Goodbye to All That
- Mile Run
- Fool's Errand
- Benny and Moses
- Thank You Note?
- Steampunk Skyline
- Is Theodor Herzl the New Severus Snape?*
- Unfaithful
- Anxious
- Girl Talk
- Laughing Mom, Dear Old Dog
- Enchanted Lake House
- Beloved Books
- By the Way, This Child Made Them
- Smother Love
- Shaolin Daughter
- It's a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood
- The Thwarted Aspirations of a Would-Be Tupperware ...
- Gramercy
- Ghost Stories
- A Post a Day for May
- ...and Welcome, Whomper
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4 comments:
Absolutely precious. You captured the essence of life.
XO
I suspect some sniffing of Frito paws may have been underway?
Yes, I think there was some furtive frito paw sniffin'. In his old age, though, his whole self has a certain eau de Frito! And notice those scary dew claws...need a clipping much?
This is a wonderful photo. You can feel the love ooze from it.
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