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[Optician's storefront, Lowell MA; 7/31/11]
Maybe instead of going on an actual vacation this summer, I'll just make believe.
Posted at 01:06 PM in Dreams, Imaginings, Wanderings | Permalink
Ha! That nubbly carpet DOES look like sand at first glance...
Friday, August 05, 2011 at 06:27 PM
Monday, August 08, 2011 at 08:28 AM
Sorry about your health problems and cancellations, at least you live in an interesting part of the world, but still...
There's something of the fish tank about that miniature landscape!
Tuesday, August 09, 2011 at 04:27 PM
Thanks, Lucy. Health problems continue as D is currently in the hospital with a relapse of the last illness. Hoping he'll be out in the next couple of days. Anyway, thanks for stopping by - and you're right, it does resemble a fish tank!
Tuesday, August 09, 2011 at 09:46 PM
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