The experience, strength, hope, musing, contemplation, consideration, reflection, occasional meditation, rumination, deliberation, and more often the impetuous rambling of an addict named Lizzie.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Why I live in the ghetto...
So, my apartment complex may be a little ghetto, but the reason I picked this place to live is because of the wide open spaces adjacent to my building. I walk my dog daily over there, and today I remembered to bring my camera. Keep in mind that I know NOTHING about photography!
3 comments:
Great pictures! Really like the last one. :)
It WAS ghetto till you moved in! can't see the pic tho....
be careful what you call the ghetto - be greatful for what you have............
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