Dad’s funeral, Thanksgiving, and work: this week in a nutshell. I’ve run the gamut of emotions, and I suspect there is more of that to come.
I’d like to tell you a little bit about my father, but I’m all out of words at this point. I wrote his obituary last week, though, and you are invited to read that. (The funeral home left my email signature in it, which was unintentional, but amusing. I assure you I was not trying to use the occasion for free advertising, LOL!)
I’m really feeling this song right now: Grief and Praise by Glenn Phillips.
It’s a roundup of the microblogging I’ve done on Flickr and Instagram all week. This includes photos I shot for Project 365 and any other extra images I may have posted.
Lessons Learned with Expired Film (2023) I have developed a new obsession, and I have three rolls of film in various stages of completion in three old SLR film cameras to prove it. I just got back a roll of photos that I took last week, and let's just say I have a lot to learn still. Come see what I've done. (I hope you like light leaks.)
TWiP: Hexies (2020) I've been spending every spare moment this week sewing masks. But this post isn't about this week. This post is about last week. And last week wasn't so dominated by sewing. It was dominated by a crochet project I undertook for my bedroom.