I finally had a weekend off. That’s right, I didn’t take any pictures this weekend. First time in about three months.
I’m really tired too. I’m so tired, I may just stop blogging for a while. It’s not that it’s hard to do, and not that I don’t like to do it, but just that I want to go underground and get some “heavy” rest for a spell (don’t worry, I’ll probably be back tomorrow saying things like, “what was I thinking? I should never blog before I have my coffee…”)
I started the long journey into the New Orleans CompactFlash. This is one of the first ones. It’s not my favorite but I don’t hate it either. It shows off some of the wrought iron as well as a street lamp, which is always fun.
We’ve started the hunt for a new pooch and have narrowed down the field to a cockerpoo. I had one when I was growing up. They are just too cute for words.
Maybe, if we can find a doggie, I’ll post pictures of the new baby. I’m sure that, as puppies, they are cute as beans.
I just hope Charlie doesn’t mind the company.
Until next time…
