Sometimes I wonder about my neighbors.  There’s one that wanders up and down the street at odd times and another that has some pretty intense conversations with his dog as they walk.  Wondering about my neighbors makes me wonder what they think of me.  I mean, I had this going in my yard every night for a month last summer and spent at least 2-3 hours every night staring at the sheet:

My neighbors probably think I’m much stranger than they are – and they’re probably right.  :)

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