rDay Twelve-Hundred-Sixty-Seven

This morning’s news.  First, Dog 163 appears with a green bandage on one foot:

And I see some curious lawn objects in a neighbor’s yard:

Then, some self-exploration/self-aggrandizement while walking up Second Avenue to Main Street:

Later, Timothy (computer programmer, photographer, 3-D printer and music entrepreneur) comes by and lets me drive his car:

 

September 11, 2018 (9/11)

After lunch as I started for the door to walk to my workplace for the afternoon, I saw the neighboring condo’s display of the American flag, and suddenly realized that this was a recognition of 9/ll.  Usually my walk to work is a sort of mediation when I let thoughts and actions (and photographs) flow as they will.  But today I decided to take the twenty-five-minute stroll as an opportunity to do a kind of flag-oriented photo essay …

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