Terry has this tradition where he asks me every day for about a month before my birthday if I want to open my present. I typically hold out as long as possible but I gave in today (much to Em’s chagrin). My birthday is only a little over a week away and I am a grown up, so what does it really matter in the end?
So what did I get? If the thumbnails in this post aren’t obvious enough, I got a macro lens for my camera that is so strong I can literally see up a plant’s nose. Pollen looks like grains of beach sand. This is going to be a fun Spring.
“You cannot find peace by avoiding life.” ― Virginia Woolf
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