Little time to write this morning. I dicked around too long making a cabaret video that is hurried and not what I desired. Still. . . having spent the morning. . . I'll post it here.
Things are swell. Spent most of yesterday toting my mother to and from doctors and pharmacies and grocery stores. Today, I have to be home by noon to do a walk around with the painter.
It is supernaturally cold. Temps will fall into the 20s for a week. That is unheard of here. But the sun will shine, so there is that.
Plans for today? I will develop Holga film. Maybe I'll even make new pictures. TBD.
And still, everything makes me nervous. I haven't read the news today. Have I missed much?
No time, though. Watch the video, and. . . hate me if you will.
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