# 23 of MY THIRTY DAYS OF THANKSGIVING
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A brief-yet-ongoing journal of all things Carmi. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll reach for your mouse to click back to Google. But you'll be intrigued. And you'll feel compelled to return following your next bowl of oatmeal. With brown sugar. And milk.
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the hints dont help me... mmmm.. i'm clueless and i love your blind pix... i have something similar that i will post for you soon!
Out my windows here on the 2nd floor, I see only leaves, masses of leaves. I'd shoot them, but the camera is downstairs.
The room I'm in right now---I don't see anything out my windows because the shutters are closed!
Hey Carmi...have you given up on me? I never see you anymore. Boo Hoo! Did I do something to offend you? Gee, I hope not.
I am seeing darkness. Usually I can see a very popular Italian grocery with a line out the door on Saturdays for fresh mozzarella cheese that people around here refer to as simply "mutz." And in the morning, lately, around, um, SIX, I see a cat howling at the moon or crying because he's too lazy to crawl under the blinds. Or he's just sticking his head in between the blinds. And then at 9ish, when I am exhausted and have to go to work, he is curled up on my bed ready for a nap. Do you want a cat? Cheap?
Ah! Ha! A candle. The dimple in the middle is the wick.
Taking pictures of birds outside my window is fun and challenging because of the screen. I always end up with a dark little grid.
Speaking of birds, they are having a hey day with the figs right now. Mockingbirds, robins, even doves are pecking away. They are so brazen that they didn't even fly away when I went out to pick; they just sat in the high branches and screamed at me. Wait. I better go check in the mirror to make sure they didn't do something else on a more gross nature!
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