Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Sometimes When I don't Know Where I'm Going...

I stay on the bus to see where I end up. Usually I manage to get back to where I started, or thereabouts.







4 comments:

  1. Neat photos! I love the second from the top. Something has always drawn me to photos and artwork that is much wider than tall. Geez, might be why I'm getting to that shape myself! ;-)

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  2. Oh, ha ha ha, that's probably the exact reason why I'm shaped like this, too! Never thought of it. And because I'm short, our pictures are hung low in our house. It takes all kinds.

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  3. oh meg, how very nice and interesting post :) love those photos!!

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  4. Hi, Zannnie, nice to see you over here. They're weird and strange, aren't they? Quite different from the DP sensibilities.

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