September 14, 2008

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    Saturday morning, near my place there was an art on the green.  I was on my way to grocery shopping so I stopped there a few minutes.  I wanted to take a few more pictures but I remembered that was not welcomed.  I did not feel well probably because the allergy eye drops had anti histamine.  So I walked one round and left.  The art show was not crowded.  The ground was wet because the heavy rain the night before.

     

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    A hydrangia, a late bloomer stood lonely at the corner of the park.

     

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    I love the look of the old church.

     

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    I went to a local library.  Saw this kind of nut but did not know its name.  I checked out a few more items about the Lords of the Rings include of two CD, a video tape of National Geographic made about the locations related to the movie, a few books about mythology.  The librarian asked if I was in a book club.  I said I read a lot but was not in any club.  She said now you are and gave me a tote bag to carry my books home.  So sweet.

     

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    I drove to a park a little out of the way.  I showed pictures of the park previously but I wanted to see the cattails again.  Actually, I went there because I missed a young friend I had taken to the park and had taken a few of her pictures so she could post them on her Facebook. 

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    I noticed this flower under the shade but did not know its name.  When I have a little free time I will research but if anyone who pass by know its name please tell me.   

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    I am working on the Oscar Wao book.  I think in 2 weeks at most I will have a rough translation.  By the end of October it will be done.  I hear some birds cry really loudly so I look out of the kitchen window and see a falcon killing a little bird.  My kitchen window is very dirty so I cannot take picture through the window.  I open the back door the falcon flying up to the trees.  Above is the bird the falcon kills.  The ear piercing cry belongs to a few blue jays whose fear is so intense that it interrupts my work and destroys my peace and concentration.

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