That's one of Earthgirl's current projects, a portrait of Fleabus. I saw it for the first time this morning: I photoed it, downloaded the photo to drive and uploaded photo to blog to post without thinking before remembering I am trying to quit the automatic. When the sun comes directly through the window on the right Fleabus bakes herself by the hour and is a very reliably motionless model. I can't do that.
Thanks for the Kind words, comments, and emails. Please believe me, I am not bleggacidal, my apologies for the maudlin, I just, at this precise moment, don't feel like working the daily bleggal as the daily bleggal was constituted here the past eleven years for, at current count in tablet, sixteen pages of reasons. Fuck, here's what deciding whether to post this felt like:
We're Kensington to Frederick to Hagerstown to Hancock to Cumberland to Morgantown to Washington to Wheeling to Zanesville to Gambier to visit Planet tomorrow, I anticipate my internal debate whether to post the traditional travelogue Sunday (which, yes, I once promised not to do again and haven't the past few trips) to sound much like this: