My little spider friend died today. My wife could not live with her in the house. It was a quick and painless death I was assured. And when I showed just the slightest agitation with the news of her death, my wife responded tersely with, "You brought a big spider into my house. What did you expect to happen?" Well what my wife doesn't know is that her name was Emily. She killed something that had a name. She is a murderer. I am glad my wife doesn't read this blog, she would make so much fun of me right now.
So it is with this news that I post the last photo I took of Emily, this morning, as a part of my Photogeddon.
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Her Name Was Emily |
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Self Portrait |
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Beyond the Rocks |
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Blue Blur |
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Life Goes On |
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