the man who watched me eat pancakes.
[also the fellow who took the pics of me from the first page or so]
he's so cool he was wearing these glasses while i was eating pancakes. (in the picture, the reflection of my by then pancake-less plate can be seen)
below, pictures from my yard. the property you can see is part of a flood plain, and thereby uninhabited despite location near edge of city. it is a wonderful little slice of wood, running into a creek, a cemetary, and six mile respectively. We have deer now, too, it seems.
i've been trying to get their pictures, but its always been too dark so far.
