I need to get out for a long walk and take some pictures. It's been too long. The camera sits at the bottom of a computer bag jostled by digital dust bunnies, the faint ghost of frog photos haunting its memory cells.

Our weather has been exceptionally moderate. We've been isopiestic for the last couple of days, straddling the same ol' isobar. The weather can sometimes be likened to a childhood car trip with the Aunts. Wedged in the back seat, between the cold bristly wool of Aunt Canada and the hot, damp polyester of Aunt Atlantic, tossed from hot to cold at the whim of the road and the Aunts. The Uncles have already blown through and are off doing interesting and unstable things of which you can only dream of being part of.

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