Day 167: Sad Day

I feel a little dead inside. My perma-friend has boarded an aeroplane over the ocean, with intentions to stay 'on the other side' for upwards of 7 months. Ouch.

My new past time/boyfriend? My blog.

Someone wise once told me to 'load it up', as in put lots of pictures on the blog. Even old pictures. Or at least that's how I interpreted it.  And so begins. Old and New.

First New-ish. Some shots of our recent storm experience. I don't know which came first: tornado nightmares or storm anxiety, but I have both. Either way, I was frantic enough to trip up the stairs and bruise-blacken 3 inches of my arm. I intend to portrays storms as the creeps they are.

Here it comes.

A [more accurate] view from the basement. My favorite place.

And now for old,

Denmark 2008.