late night again, transaction closings, meetings, deadlines, night outs. i thought that at 65 i'd be slowing down, but no! when all i want is go home and write. er... take photos.
this started out as just half of the thing. then things happened and it ended up including a contrived self portrait.
i need to get one of those aviator sunglasses.
i shall be home tonight (thank heavens for i have no more energy for emergencies and fast turnaround of documents and drinks with the girls) and i shall then catch up with yours and post my FoR month shot.