Robert (gurdonark) wrote,
Robert
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September days

On both Saturday and Sunday I worked most of the day. Late Saturday afternoon, I took my 5 dollar dollar store 110 camera, the one which is called "jazzphoto" and is translucent purple, to Spring Creek Trail, the wooded riparian trail in Richardson.
The Summer flowers have given way to late Summer/Autumn flowers, flowers from a cooler time, blooming in new yellows. Butterflies flew everywhere, less colorful than in June, and they alighted on trees and spread their wings as if on display. I snapped ten pictures of butterflies, and one of a red flower off in the woods, which had thin, stringlike petals and was the most incredible crimson. In the distance, birdsong rang everywhere. One man read books at a picnic bench in the middle of the woods. Another man just sat at a park bench, bike-winded, and gazed out into the distance.

We took my brother for seafood at Rockfish Grill in honor of his impending birthday. My nephew's birthday also impends--he will be sixteen. He has some traits in common with me; family leaves marks, somehow. I feel a tad older knowing that I have a sixteen year old nephew, but I don't really mind.

As we drove home last night, the balloons hovered in the distance from the Plano balloon festival. As I drove to work this morning, the model airplane flyers stood gathered in their usual Sunday field. I have had enough of work. I must go have fun now.
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