Belated

So the thing is that the longer you put off doing something, the harder it becomes to climb that mountain again. It just seems taller and the expectations seem less surmountable.

And that's really my only excuse.

Now I'm online, loading pictures from my trip to the Distillery District with Nancy yesterday on flickr. We went because I have always wanted to go there and because they supposedly have a farmers' market every Sunday. For some reason, a farmers' market can mean something as little as a table and half of questionable produce. Actually, these guys did look legit, but it really wasn't anything to brag about. However, this might serve as an explanation to those of you looking at my pictures and finding the several shots of the outdoor handwashing station. You never know when this info could be useful...

I bought an awesome pair of bronzite earrings from Ku Jewelry.

It wasn't bad, but it would have been better if it was sunny. So much for summer....I'm wearing socks this very instant. I'm starting to think about my flannel sheets. September can be depressing.

For an interesting little read, check out Catherine's tale of Bill the Koala.