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About Me
- *jeanne*
- * Life is change. ** Born in New Jersey. (A Jersey Girl, but I don't know "What Exit".) I went to college in Iowa. (NOT in a cornfield, but close.) I was a New Yorker. The proverbial Struggling Actor in Manhattan, and surviving pretty well for 20-something-ish years (I *heart* New York.) *** Now I live below the Mason-Dixon line. (But I'm born and bred a YANKEE.) ***For awhile, I was an avid-almost-rabid runner, running WITH my camera much of the time. I have been experiencing some "aging ? and other issues", but I still doggedly clod-hoppily-plod my way through events, camera usually in hand. Now I'm even SLOWER than I used to be. *** :-P *** ** I used to help socialize local humane society cats in their foster home, and take photos for the website, but my Haven kitties moved to a farm in Virginia in May 2018. ~meow~ Awaiting my next incarnation, or not....*** I still have a phondness for photography & a recurring Flickr Addiction, so go see my photos!
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- Fat Tuesday
- 10 Miles of Hilly Columbia
- The re-painted half-bathroom
- By George! 10K today
- Sleeping it off
- Images of past snow
- Nor'easter
- Bill in the Garden Mist bedroom
- Well, the COLOR sounds right.
- Cal and Blue
- life as i know itdrippybut at least it's GREEN
- Custis 12K with DC Road Runners
- Window and rain effects
- At the Monument in the Mist
- I wanna play TAG
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Some Fav Blog or Web Links
- A Most Peculiar Gray
- All Downhill From Here
- At This Stage of My Life
- Audrey's Running Shorts
- Born to Try
- Care2
- Cats in Sinks
- CowParade
- Dawn on the Run
- Deep and Slightly Random Thoughts
- E!!ie's Journey(s)
- Flo
- I Like Toast
- Lora Runs
- Nancy Toby: Run Big!
- Olga: Run More Talk Less
- plodding, plodding, plodding
- Rob: Running Further
- Run with the Black Knight
- SANTA!
- Team Boustead
- The WebSphinx Album
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My cat does the same thing. I put a shelve right against my bedroom window and he sits there all day long.
Is Pooh DEAD now???
Pooh is worse than dead - he is a ghostly image that shall forever haunt the mists of *Jeanne*'s wall, only to peek out from behind furniture and pictures. In the windy wee hours of the morning, when her hubby is away, she will hear Piglet trilling, as if into an empty honey pot, "Poooooooooh, Poooooooh!"
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