At this point, the baby new year is still in its birthday suit, or as my daughter said, it has its naked on. As I didn't take the glistening sunrise shot I'd hoped to, I offer the goldfish, which was the closest I could get. It didn't seem to mind the attention, either. Here's a toast to the fish, and the sun.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
happy new year, fish
At this point, the baby new year is still in its birthday suit, or as my daughter said, it has its naked on. As I didn't take the glistening sunrise shot I'd hoped to, I offer the goldfish, which was the closest I could get. It didn't seem to mind the attention, either. Here's a toast to the fish, and the sun.
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