26-27

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Picnic Table


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Backyard friend

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Fairy Door, with offerings


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Aging


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Progress


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The party's over

Ashes to Ashes

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To dust we shall return

I did a strange thing last night. I poured the remains of my brother in law from a mason jar into a ziplock baggie.

Before my husband's brother died, he requested that some of his ashes be spread over the Pacific Ocean: the place he had learned to surf, a place of family vacations, a place he loved. We buried some of them in a memorial garden on a cold February day after his memorial service, as the wind blew snow in swirls around us. But the rest will finally be released into the waters of the Pacific this week.

This morning my husband took a plane to California, and I was charged with making sure that the ashes would pass through security. Hence the baggie. Double bagged, actually.

This afternoon the jar was still sitting on the kitchen counter. And I decided it might make an interesting subject for today's project365 photograph.

You can see that there is still a bit of dust in the bottom of jar.

going in

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The Space Between




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Fish Food

Warm and Bubbly

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Love in the morning

Off Key

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Off Key

getting up to date

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Fragile
self-portrait


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Dream state


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My familiar


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Living among the dead


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Dead rat
I nearly stepped on this dead rat on a walk around my new neighborhood. There was no immediately visible cause of death, but I do like the rock also being in this photo. And somehow there seems to be pink on the ground, which i didn't notice when I snapped the shot. Hmmm... Taken with my iphone.

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Unpacking