A blog that used to chronicle my Philadelphia eating life, then life working on a sheep farm in the PNW, and now life in rural Virginia.
Monday, December 14, 2009
You Were Burning Like A City In Electric Light
So I kept on getting entirely taken with the way the light was working the scene on Thursday, or maybe Friday. I would look up and exclaim to the dogs 'ooooh, the light!' and then run outside and take a photograph. Then, settling back to work, I would forget about the pretty...until I looked up again and I would squeal 'it's even prettier!' and repeat the process of slipping on shoes for one shot before returning back to the warmth of the kitchen.


Labels:
Country,
Pennsylvania,
Pretty
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ooo i would hide out in a closet or shed or basement or something. they'd have to pry me out of that place. too much pretty. and adorable dogs!
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