05-VII-2015.

Woke up rather early, went downtown to get some breakfast.

Shot more more pictures. A squirrel! And black, at that. I have never seen one here, the last one was in Virginia. Bt they must have been common, or else why would we have the word.

Also a crane on the docks, looks funny with those feet on the boards. Actually even funnier when you see it walk on the boards. I guess that kind of walk is suitable for swamps, applies less pressure, but on dry land it does look inelegant.

Decided to take the faster way home, the cats must be hungry. Got home by 13:30. By 16:30 we were in Klincaid just to see how's it going. The white plums are almost ripe; there may be some apricots, on just a couple of trees. There will be a few jars of pekmez, no rakija.

Back by 18.

The next day we decided to stop wearing our wedding rings. They chafe while we work in the garden, and if the fingers swell, which isn't too often but just the same, it almost hurts. It doesn't matter anyway, we are we and we know that we're married, guess the news reached the recipients by now.

(in january of 2026 it took me half an hour to wade through the photos, going from 2017 backward, until I found we had them on fifth and didn't on seventh; incredible amount of photos where the right palm is invisible)

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Mentions: Klincaid, pekmez, rakija, in serbian

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