I made myself go out today. It was 63 degrees, but cloudy. Still, I’ll take a cloudy warm day in January. I grabbed my camera and my car keys and started driving. (Yes, MoC, I also had my license and my debit card and $7 in cash).
I drove to the lake, called Lake Jacomo. It took me a long time to figure out that Jacomo (juh-koe’-moe) was a mashup of JAckson COunty, MissOuri. We’re clever like that. I drove to the marina where I found what appeared to be dog shit in four-doggie-step intervals along the sidewalk.
Then I drove around the lake and stopped here, where I got these.
I felt happier. See? I’m almost smiling.
I took a picture of the street signs so you don’t feel lost.
There are a bunch more on my Flickr page. I went to the train depot and then I was tired so I came home and took a few more pictures of the fucking cat, who hates the camera.