New Post time. I've moved the pictures off and they are in the archives if you wish to access them again. In any case - tis' one of those beautiful November fall days that came out of the past (like the 50's or 60's) where you are dressed to the nines, and have just finished a wonderful brunch with Beate and Jim in Greenlake and wandered around admiring the foliage and bizarre, but brilliant green scum that covers the lake and makes swirling patterns as ducks swim placidly across the surface. One of those run on sentence, run on tag football in the leaves, feel like a Douglas Sirk movie as reinterpreted by Todd Haynes (who I met) kinda days...
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