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Hi everyone. This is a post for the birds. For the lovers, and the birds in the audience. You’ll see.

Well. There I am! Waiting for breakfast. Same as always.

And here’s Casey. Together we will find them.

This gnarly place isn’t it.

Who are these guys? Not the birds.

Just to confirm; we didn’t find any birds in there.

But we must be getting closer!

Still on the right track.

Pretty right, but it ain’t no bird.

Well those are nice leaves but these plants can’t fly.

Look at you! Wait, false alarm. No birds.

At last! You’re a fine little specimen, aren’t you? And magnificent plumage.

I like flowers too.

These are called Purple Predators, I believe.

Spotted a Casey Bat through the flora.

I like doing that.

That looks like it should taste good. But I’ll let you taste it first.

What do you think of triangles? I think they are pretty great.

Seems cozy. Bet if you plucked all his feathers he’d look a freak.

This plant is saying “I am over here.” Or, I don’t know. If anybody speaks Plant feel free to correct me.

I know what you’re thinking. It has to do with birds, doesn’t it. Don’t worry.

Birdography is all about patience.

Look at this proud little twerp. Who does he think he is? I’m asking that question, because I don’t really know.

Oranges! If you were a little bird an orange is like the size of a hot tub.

I don’t know where this bird has come from or where she’s going. But she will be looking good doing it.

This bird has something to say. I don’t know what it is though, because I can’t hear it and also I don’t speak Bird.

Given the option you should always stand inside the bowl you’re eating dinner out of.

This bird is jumping out of it’s own feathers.

Where you gonna go, Birdy?

Maybe this little bird knows?

But we’ll never know. Because you can’t spend all your time with birds. Unless you can and no one told me.

I want to thank the birds. Thank you for being birds, birds. Shout out to the plants, not to be forgotten.

The day was Friday, December 21, 2012. I was in Seattle drinking wine and eating an exquisite duck confit pasta.

A fancy night means fancy photos.

After a while I realized that there was a cheesecake on the menu.

Suddenly Louis C.K. started saying funny things.

Moments later I was enjoying Pine Box and this is a place where they have some beer. Being that December 21 happened to be the Mayan apocalypse I certainly drank one of those and it was just as delicious as one would expect of any apocalypse.

Drinking buddy #1.

Drinking buddy #2. This guy was a great drinking partner. Wish I could remember his name. That’s how you know.

After pathetically attempting to navigate back to the hotel by staring at a dying iphone through deep sea goggles we hired someone to deliver our sorry asses where we belonged.

In the morning walking for breakfast.

Everywhere I looked numerous things were happening.

I encountered this man broadcasting psychologically abusive rhetoric to crowds by loudspeaker.

Does that even mean anything?

While sitting at bauhaus with a cappuccino I spent some time to ponder an important question.

It was a good day for drinking coffee and reading.

I’ll be back with more festive photos soon. Thanks for reading.

Hello readers. As you know, we’ve all done some things yesterday. It was inevitable. I’ve extrapolated from this theory while drawing upon photographic evidence to determine that we did some things last November and December as well.

It appears I read The Sense of an Ending last November. Weird book. Nice to have these reminders.

Here practicing my eyelash photography.

And night balcony photography.

Looking south over the Burrard Street bridge from my friend Rick’s place.

I may have been here before.

Wet city streets.

Clear city skies.

City light tunnels.

Sabrina’s passenger arrived the next day.

Some celebration for Christmas happening here.

They were just drawing in there.

Yeah, so that’s some photographs. One thing I have to tell you is that there are still many more photographs and many more blogs. That’s all for now.

Take care, readers.