
Day Eighty-Eight. - In The Nick Of Time. - Standing right outside our back door, we are obsessed with our house, I snapped this picture of the sunset. We decided, spur of the moment, to visit our lot and by the time we got there it was already pretty dark but I captured the last few minutes of the sun, probably would look better with out the street light, though. Yep, I like run-on sentences. The End.
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