One of the perfect pictures I've ever taken. On certain things, I could become a perfectionist about, pictures is definitely one of them, but most people would describe me as a writer. What does that mean? I write a lot, sure but I do a lot of other things: take pictures, knit (occasionally), draw (badly), and make jewelry. Just another picture of random events.

WeeeeeeeeeeeeRandom

I don't know where the path leads but I know this life is taking me on hell of a ride. --Anonymous.

I see the sunrise and have taken many pictures of such, but it is living the sunrise that makes a picture worth something.

Why can't I get French homework? I'm actually interested in that class...oh well.

Illusion of Not Raining

Illusions coinspire me to write about magic. Because I wonder how on one side of the house it seems to be raining but on the other side of the house it seems perfectly dry. Bizarre isn't it? Before I said, "aww, poor wet dog" to my dog, Dancer, I noticed that seemingly dry side was brighter than the raining side. Is this a coincidence or is it part of the illusion, somehow?