Monday, May 17, 2010
Table
(Photo has been brightened.) It's 5:30 in the morning. Dad finally came out of the washroom. (No, this time I didn't catch when he went in, so I don't know how long he's been in there.) He set the table up for lunch or dinner. And, "organized" the utensils. (Lining them up half sticking out along the edge of the kitchen counter.)
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