Bordeaux, in color

Yes, I’m finally getting around to the Bordeaux images.
Or, I should say, I’ve stopped beating myself silly about them.  I haven’t been very photographically minded lately, but just in the last day or two, I’ve felt it creeping back in.  Finally.
Thank goodness.
I was starting to have a serious existential crisis.
Here is my color take from Bordeaux.  Black and whites tomorrow.

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Why didn’t I think of that?

Another storm passed through here yesterday while I was at work, thankfully with no twisters, but lots of wind and rain.  A warning call from my MIL let me know that I was most likely without power.  The woman is in Chicago and I’m five minutes from home, yet she knows before I do.

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Good weekend. Still cranky. Sigh.

Girls’ weekend went off without a hitch, and was packed with all kinds of good stuff.  I went to a birthday party, took Zozer to a birthday party, hit a housewarming event, visited my Gran in the nursing home and my dad way out in the sticks and the local park.  We got the house cleaned, and a lot of piles put away.  We read some books, and played, and colored.

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Blogblock

Once again, I found myself paragraphs deep into a “poor me” rant.  Good grief.  Even I don’t want to hear that crap.

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