Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Fuzzy

My day started at 3.30am.  I drove 386 miles (to Albany and back) for a full day of meetings and made it home by 8pm.  I'm feeling pretty fuzzy myself.  This was a poor effort of a shot but I am exhausted. Good night.

1 comment:

  1. I have to disagree - it's not a poor effort at all. I have a soft spot for bears but something about your composition really speaks to me too. I feel as if this loyal bear is patiently waiting at the bottom of the stairs for someone to come home.

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