I don’t really know my neighbors on my street here in Athens. Maybe I should, but our house got a fairly cold, passive aggressive warning/welcome from one permanent resident and I’m not here for that long anyways. Something akin to “welcome to the neighborhood, we’ll be watching and listening to you” yikes.

Anyways, there are many feral cats in the neighborhood that have, for the most part, dissapeared from my backyard for now. They always seem to gather across the street, and if you look close there’s a fluffy, ragged lookin little white feline under the bench staring at me.

The lack of any real projects going on (at this moment, soon to change) leads to more introspection in photography, which is fine, it’s one kind I like anyways and one huge reason that keeps me going.