For my birthday, I gave myself the gift of not having to completely clean up after my merry band of party guests (aka my dad, sister and nephew) departed. Which is just as well, as it gives me the chance to memorialize, in daylight, the birthday candles that spell out my name. It took just about a half a century, but finally “BROOKE” is one of the pre-assembled names on the rack-o-candles at Party City.
I’m not sure if this is a good sign or a harbinger of doom, but I plan to take advantage regardless.
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Yesterday, at some point is a series of photographs that describe a moment I experienced during the previous day (mostly). The posts are meant to be stand alone images, though at times I can’t control myself, and I end up expanding the caption into a more lengthy bit of text. Hopefully the extra information is useful, or at least interesting. If not, feel free to ignore it.
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