It was snowing lots and lots when I walked home today. A fresh fluffy decimeter on the ground prevented biking quite efficiently. The birds who sang about spring the other day seem to have been wrong.
I don't know, but it involves no camera, lazy and some procrastination. I still have no camera, but the lazy seems to be unconventionally low. I want to get back here. I like the idea.
I think I like taking pictures. Hard to know without a good camera.
I like calling things and people by the wrong names.
I like walking with my eyes closed.
