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Archive for April 25, 2020

Bike by


Dave and Kathleen biked by. We stood by on the balcony.  It’s how it goes in the time of corona. Distancing. We got the latest news. And we found out how life is about ten miles from us. The markets are different. People are out or they aren’t. They are both busy working from home. Dave is probably ok. He had the (corona) symptoms – mild – and recovered. His sense of taste is still largely missing. But he has olfactory hallucinations now and again. Imagine savoring a BLT never more? Masks? Bandits. If you’re happy and you know it, clap….


…as in under a rock. Or, how about, the moon is made of green cheese? Or, there are no aliens? Or, it is an alien in the great White house? You pick. I will admit I stage some of my images. It’s up to you to figure it out. I will readily admit it’s not easy to get a shot of the moon.