Four Eyes

“Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.” ~ Tennessee Williams

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I really enjoy my photowalks alone: having that time to just wander at my own pace, stopping on a dime, maybe standing in the middle of the street once in a while, staring at the tops of buildings or at junk on the ground. Things you don't really feel like you can do with someone else as you might cramp their style. Or that sometimes you can't talk because you're too busy concentrating on looking about.

But when you have a friend like Ms. Red Shoes, it's like having a second brain and another pair of eyes, in addition to having serene and lovely company.

Without her eyes, I wouldn't have had any of these pictures today.

(says "Mr. Seahorse knows that no one is illegal.")

Tired pup in door.

Devotional candles. Spells.

Good luck yarn and colorful lights.

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And without Ms. Red Shoes, there would have been no pear and ginger pie at Mission Pies.

You know this was gooood.

So was the hot dog wrapped in bacon.


That was my pie chaser.

Thank you for the date, my sweet friend!