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We had a beautiful week of sunshine and now rain.
The nearly all the snow has melted in the yard to reveal the discarded corpse of Frosty.  

The death of winter...I love March.

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I need the night off...  

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Yup...macro is da bomb.

my grandfather's watch

some grass tufts

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This is where you'll find our cat 22 hours of the day.  When he's not knocking unattended cups off of tabletops, attacking the dog, or pooping., he's here.  Under the upper staircase on a shelf above the lower staircase (if you've been to our house that sentence will make sense).

I like the composition and contrast but it's not as good as I thought it would turn out.  Can't nail them all.  My  wife actually told me she hates this shot, I think it's because she hates the cat. 

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Yesterday morning I was detoured from my normal route to work due to an accident.  I had a 50/50 decision, left or right.  I chose left, which just happened to be the wrong choice and would make me take an additional detour later but I did discover some awesome pre-sunrise foggy goodness so it was totally worth it.  I didn't have my camera with me because I hate taking it to work.  So I woke up and got out the door early with my gear this morning and took the same route.  Nabbed a couple good shots but I ended up not having as much time as I thought.  I might make this a frequent morning side trip.