I didn’t make it to November 1, 2007. Sad, but true. I did manage to make it through 365 days of a picture a day because I started about 10 days before the beginning of 32. But the end of the year was hard, with Roy’s death, and then I got really sick and overwhelmed with work. I have been a little paralyzed since then — hence I couldn’t make myself post the last handful of photographs, no less take any more.

So, I’m hoping that by finally getting these last few out, I’ll be able to move on and start something new — perhaps a different sort of series somewhere in 33.

… and still i feel yucky. Really bad timing.

Now I’m sick. Is this week gonna end?

This might be the most bizarre week ever.