That's five whole years, not counting its earlier 2001-3 incarnation as Unzen Koans (now sadly deleted even from the Wayback Machine, alas). Actually, a number of pages (sans images) still exist at Archive.org.

Perhaps the posts haven't been spilling from these pages as quickly as they once have, but if you believe the adage that each picture tells a thousand words, farkleberries has been as wordy as ever - if not more so. Lately I've let my trusty little digital camera describe the scenes and sights around me. This red C7 bulb, all fiery glow to warm a winter's night, is part of my latest photo series on Flickr.

Coincidentally, as of tomorrow (Jan 11th) my thirties will leave the building. I am oddly relieved.

The great thing about getting older is that you don't lose all the other ages you've been. ~Madeleine L'Engle

The first forty years of life give us the text; the next thirty supply the commentary on it. ~Arthur Schopenhauer

As fellow Capricorn Elvis always says, thanggyaverramuch....

Labels: photo, soapbox, xmas

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