Quiet evening at home. Tweaked this very page a bit including a new email link. Right now the kitten Gus is lounging on my lap whilest the house smells very much like thanksgiving. We’ll be joining the rest of the Frezon clan tomorrow for dinner at the Century House in Latham, but I missed leftovers last year, so I did get a smallish turkey to cook. It’s in the oven as I type and MAN does it smell good. Lucky for the kits – it came with a double helping of innards so there’s a heap of liver for them to have tomorrow. Everyone should have something to be grateful for, right Gus?
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I can’t always reach the image in my mind… almost never, in fact… so that the abstract image I create is not quite there, but it gets to the point where I can leave it.
— Chuck CloseThe Cat Cam
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