Photos

    Yesterday I walked into the park and sat on a tree trunk I found years ago. I sat on it as I did back then, letting my mind drift, surrounded by the sound of the leaves rustling in the wind, enjoying my lunch.

    The picture ๐Ÿ“ท is from nearby, turned into a watercolor painting with AI and Photoshop.

    a painting (AI assisted) of a paved path winding under a stone archway surrounded by lush greenery and trees.

    Mouse introduced me to their friend and a guard at a local pet store last night. ๐Ÿ“ท I’ve walked these streets a hundred times, but I don’t see the things they do. It’s like discovering a hidden world in the world I know each time.

    A person with a tattoo on their arm is taking a photo of a calico cat using a smartphone in a petstore, from above

    Man Iโ€™d love some beer from this truckโ€ฆ ๐Ÿ“ท

    A large black trailer features a graphic of a menacing creature with wings and horns holding a mug against a backdrop of an urban street with brick buildings.&10;

    The problem with having an espresso machine at home is getting spoiled.

    Instant coffee tastes horrible. Starbucks coffee is either too watered down or too bitter.

    On my walk, I passed by a local firehouse, where they cleaned and prepared one of their fire trucks.

    A fire station with an American flag and two fire trucks parked inside is visible behind a blue and white star-spangled bollard.

    Nat’s dad’s surgery went fine, and everything turned out OK. I find myself sitting on a sofa I haven’t set on for over 5 years since Nat moved in with us.

    The father is originally from Ukraine, and there’s food that reminds me of my childhood. The best part is the homemade pickled tomatoes. He knows how to make them just with the right amount of garlic, sugar, and vinegar. I had to stop eating more of them or risk stomach pain.

    I walked the dog, a passive-aggressive mix of a Corgi and a Jack Russell. She had to be carried downstairs, and I could tell she was holding herself back from snapping at me when I grabbed her. She understood that if she wanted to go outside, I was the only option she had today. I understood that if I wanted to go somewhere, I needed to forget about it because she was in charge. It worked out OK.

    What’s left at this point is to grab a good cup of coffee somewhere, as instant coffee doesn’t’ agree with me (that’s OK - I don’t agree with it either).

    A jar filled with pickled red tomatoes, including celery and garlic cloves, is seen sealed and stored in a refrigerator

    We woke up at 4:30 this morning to go to the hospital for my partnerโ€™s dad. Nothing too bad, but unpleasant. So instead, a picture from yesterdayโ€™s sunset. We really get some beautiful ones sometimes. ๐Ÿ“ท

    A pleasant surprise: a community garden at a local school on my evening walk. ๐Ÿ“ท

    A little coffee shop comic ๐Ÿ“ท anyone?

    A cluttered counter in a coffee shop with a jar of chocolates, a few stacked items, drawing on a piece of paper glued to a stapler and bulky sacks in the background.

    Lets go to the movies ๐Ÿฟ ๐Ÿ“ท

    A neon-lit sign reading Roxy Hotel adorns the entrance of a brick building with a picnic bench in the foreground, in NYC

    A walk in the park, at sunset ๐Ÿ“ท

    Rhododendron, white flower in the foreground against many similar flowers in the background in sea of white
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