365:8282 is the Atomic Number for Lead. Pb. Plumbum.

I often use the online handle of Plumbum.

If I could have found a plum bob, I’d have taken a shot of that. I don’t do in front of the lens, only behind it. I was officially declared “hopelessly unphotogenic” at a formative age. I’d relate the tale, but it’s painful to tell. Anyway, it’s the reason that I stay firmly behind the lens.

Today it seemed appropriate to go for the selfie. I can confirm that it is [i]sans [/i] makeup, but then, I always am… why gild the lily, no matter how unphotogenic.

Yes, of course I distorted and filtered it. You don’t think I’d want anyone to see this face, do you?

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A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

I am lagging on the Month in the Country prompts, and lagging badly at that. I have a list of prompts t be caught up on and I shall be working my way through them here, or at Scattered Thoughts depending on where the post most naturally sits. I have elected to tackle the prompts not in date order necessarily but to seize upon prompts that offer me space in which to write down the things that I am feeling the need to say. Even if I need to crowbar it in. The thing is, I am going to continue to be short of time and space in which to write and so a two-for-one is useful and I hope to do as many of those as I can. Seems like a plan? … Continue readingA Month in France: Nothing is Lost

Oh, deer

Oh, deer

Nell and I had a lovely walk this morning. The weather has cooled considerably and there was a very pleasant breeze. We both made better time than of late. … Continue readingOh, deer

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