Update on Boredom

Iris, I remember you. How strange.
Is this not most beautiful? Truly...

I reach out again into oblivion. Hmm.

God spare me self-pity. I'm alright.

This too is lovely picture. How I wish, recalling Iris and all, there was a woman to share it with. Wouldn't it be something, given the capability of the Internet, that some old lover sees this and looks me up. How would that be? Yeow! 

I have seen pictures of my ex-wife, of whose status I've no a clue. Formerly quite slim, she's gotten chunky. She holds no allure for me on account of her mean persona and she I'd not care to encounter. Bad luck. But there've been so many since. It would be odd.

A neighbor's yard. I guess I'm feeling forlorn after reaching out to several people at church towards friendship and society. Nothing doing. I've just not gotten any friendly responsiveness; they're nice people but all pretty much set in their lives.

Daisies. Well done! (I have to encourage myself.) Lucky, really.
Good to have these gizmos to make such a beautiful picture.