04.30.07:
one of these strange bugs behind the kitchen curtain.

04.29.07:
metallic flakes—the dirt by wissahickon creek must be rich in minerals.

04.28.07:
am I the only one who sees it?

04.27.07:
cufflinks I made in metals class found in a box of cables.

04.26.07:
soap dispenser with its last bit of watered down soap.

04.25.07:
either I don't have enough shirts or I don't do enough laundry.

04.24.07:
after going through this entire length of chain, I realized I didn''t know what a shimano master link looks like.

04.23.07:
I'll take the big slice.

04.22.07:
a fallen tree splitting maxine's interest; ducks on one side, frogs on the other.

04.21.07:
the sun peeking in through the living room curtains.

04.20.07:
trees in bloom—my allergies are on a rampage. I bet they have been waiting this whole time for me to move closer to the trees.

04.19.07:
the most beautifully poured mocha I've seen. it was almost a shame to drink it.

04.18.07:
traffic boxes are louder than you would think. from the car I imagined an electronic "bleep", but it's actually a very mechanical "ka-chunk".

04.17.07:
hmm... plastic strips easier than metal.

04.16.07:
everyone should recognize this w. if not then everyone should recognize this color.

04.15.07:
the tamster waiting for a course at the pan-asian restaurant with the funny soy sauce.

04.14.07:
the world through the eyes of my fancy razor.

04.13.07:
I knew there was a reason I was feeling rather scruffy.

04.12.07:
moved up to the freezer bag from the traditional brown paper bag. I might never go back.

04.11.07:
acme—philadelphia's jewel osco. we moved grocery day from sunday, to saturday, and now to wednesday.

04.10.07:
easter egg towel unravelled.

04.09.07:
trying to beat the dark and the cold.

04.08.07:
living room—lying on the couch, staring at the wall.

04.07.07:
I tried to convince the tamster that this was a mint-frosted brownie—she was having a chocolate craving—but soon gave up. it's bark.

04.06.07:
the squeaky hedgehog's exposed, damaged squeaky.

04.05.07:
one of the access roads to wissahickon valley—I tried to get max to play fetch, but she wasn't interested.

04.04.07:
this chorus chain has seen around 7,000 miles but does not have significant stretch. I might be pushing my luck using it this season. speaking of seasons; back to the 30s, back on the trainer.

04.03.07:
two old heels: right and left (from left to right).

04.02.07:
our latest succulent. we've been picking up a plants here and there in an attempt to populate our home with little green friends.

04.01.07:
grocery day.