it's really difficult to picture your own feet, especially underneath. and why you ask. 
my cousins have got these in the morning post for weeks. haha, cap'n crunch, snap-crackle- pop, they're magic-ly delishus. i just read that michael frank's popsicle toes was about the nude girl playing chess with duchamp. i think i'll have to keep this tradition up, for cousin shari at least, i know nobody wants to see my underdogs in portugal, and i'll be glad to tilt my camera up to faces trees and clouds once more.

so i have two walks today, in the mud, before the next deep freeze. 
i'll be so happy to see mister. i wonder if he'll be nonchalant like it was just yesterday, or if he'll dance in circles biting his tail. he has a sense of duration i think. he knows how to wait, and anticipate, and celebrate. he probably knows already of my return.