Monthly Archives: February 2008

Day 26

Bodmin again. Sleeping in the rocking chair.

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Day 25

I know. I know. It’s a gross generalization. But this cartoon summarizes Gavin’s feelings about his country. I suppose, since he’s actually the English one, he’s allowed to say that. You can throw your tomatoes at him.

Day 24

Do you know what makes this project difficult?   Some days you’ll take 10 good and interesting pictures, but you only need one.  Other days, you’ll leave your camera in pocket all day long, finally take it out and end up with a blurry and uninspired picture.  Today is one of those days.  But at least I’ve managed to get a photo every day so far.

(It’s Evelyn’s belly on the living room carpet, in case you couldn’t figure it out.)

Day 23

My mother and I took Evelyn to Weston-Super-Mare today.  Weston is one of the classic (though not Victorian) seaside resort towns.  We had fish and chips for lunch, then looked at the donkeys and walked on the pier.  It was really cold.

Day 22

It’s not the best photo, but here are Bodmin (the black one) and Zora (the stripey one).   We got them at the same time, as kittens, 5 years ago.  They used to be best buddies.  Now, since they started to go outside, Bodmin growls every time she see Zora.  Quite sad, really.

I figured I should get a photo of them, since Weston seems to be hogging the limelight.

Day 21

Gavin’s side-burn. Why? 365 different photos over the next year. That’s why.

Day 20

Litter. There is so much of it in our city. It is quite sad really. Bags in trees are not an uncommon sight. Sometimes they’re even filled with dog poo (apparently not everyone fully understands the pooper scooper laws). I’ve read that in Ireland they call bags in trees “witches’ knickers”. That’s all I can think of to say about bags.