Fuzzy start
Waiting for the morning’s coffee, wondering where I stashed my glasses last night.
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thoughtsinbuttermilk
Simply put, I make photos of the things we see everyday. Small scenes we see and forget.
Waiting for the morning’s coffee, wondering where I stashed my glasses last night.
Oh no…. please update when you find your glasses!
I found them after the first cup of coffee! They were right where I’d left them! Hah. Be well.