If you click this bigger, you’ll get bigger deets.
This is El Galeón up close and personal. I guess if you don’t have enough closet space, you just hang stuff on the outside.
I’m just messing with you.
There’s probably tons of closet space. Did you see the size of this galleon? There are some beautiful interior shots here.
I’m wondering how that itty bitty knot holds the weight?
These are things I wonder about on any given day. It just makes my week zip along.
Someone will probably be along shortly to inform me.
Hm. Does that make
him her an informant?
Here be Hump Day. Halfway through the work week.
I don’t know. Feels like Thursday to me.
This be a blog quickie.
Monday calls for a little color.
This fills the bill for me. You?
It wasn’t all replicas and reproductions at the Redpath Waterfront Festival. Sometimes, you just came across a nice little paddle for the day.
In Other News ~
What a day. What a day. What a day. What a mighty, mighty good day.
I hit send on two short stories for 52Stories52Weeks. BF (Before Blog)
FYI — You miss a week. You make it up. 1504 and 1281 for a total of 2785 wc + editing. That’s a good day for me. Note to self: Don’t miss anymore weeks.
Now. There is a bottle of Cabernet Franc (To capitalize or not to capitalize? I’ve given up on that question.) and Bridget Jones’s Diary calling my name.
Thank you, Sapphires, for the little play on words.
And Monday is in the house.
I made it!