More photos from the cemetery, this time with 95% fewer gravestones.
We all suffer from wear and tear. It shows us who we are.
I’m going to play a tabletop role playing game called Pathfinder, and I’m not sure I have enough dice. Couldn’t find my old ones. This is a mix of my wife’s dice, one she bought me that flashes when you roll a nat20, and some that I bought yesterday “just in case.” In 2013 Kelli bought me some steampunk dice, but I haven’t seen them since we moved. They’re here in the apartment … somewhere.
I don’t care, I like puns.
My mom has a water garden. I had a shallow depth of field.