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I had been waiting for the rain to stop, but it wasn't stopping, so I took the dog on a walk. It was a bit miserable, though probably mostly for me. A wet sheltie turns into a sort of...feltie. We had a long brushing session anyway, and he drooled and leaned against me in a manner I choose to interpret as adoring.

I'm continuing to organize my work area, which is a somewhat daunting task. I was looking for some empty boxes and was instead diverted by a full box that contained many of the treasures that I've been missing. Glass skulls and miniature fans and bees in boxes and broken mirrors. Pictures from magazines, postcards, art projects, a self-portrait (with horns). And photos! Of me! Including one of my all-time favorites!

I'm indulging in nostalgia here. I'm feeling very fond of younger me. Also - WARNING: the all-time favorite is basically a nude photo. However, you can't see anything particularly "nude" in this one, so you be the judge of whether or not you wish to view such a thing.

( photos of a young jed, rather random )