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Friday
Oct042013

Jobe finds magic in his own hand

One of the two boys who came here tonight found his grandmother's magnifying glass. He saw his own hand as he had never seen it before.

Friday
Oct042013

Goofy, two boys and ice cream

Two more boys have joined us for the night… They eat ice cream and watch Goofy on TV.

Friday
Oct042013

We chuck all aside and go for a drive

Fall tends to be a very short season here, days such as this extremely rare. I have been taking a semi-vacation/recuperation break since my return. I decided "what the hell, I'm not going to let this day go completely to waste," so I grabbed Margie and Lynx and we headed out to take a nice drive on this beautiful fall day. We pulled off for a brief stop at this overview of King Mountain and the Matanuska River. This lady also pulled up with her dog. She got out to take a picture while the dog looked for a place to pee.

Friday
Oct042013

Have you no sense of decency, sir? Do you not understand history?

I was only feet away from stepping into my driveway when I heard the drone of an approaching airplane. Anyone with the slightest sense of decency and any comprehension of history can understand that regardless of what I might have said earlier, when an airplane passes overhead I must photograph it.

Friday
Oct042013

I had no choice in the matter

I was trying to restrain myself, and to take no more pictures until my coffee break, but as I walked by Little Lake, a school bus came by, dressed in the colors of fall What choice did I have?