The Return of the Prodigal

The first thing I have to do is thank thank THANK Suzi and Marge for their wonderful presents. Marge got me a beautiful tiny teddy and t-shirt (pictures of Marge's presents to come) and Suzi got me this GORGEOUS sweater. What do you think?



And yes, in case you were wondering: The biped and I have made it back to Provincetown after an extended sojourn in Wilkes-Barry, PA. We made our retreat in darkness in the early hours of the morning. Well, the biped retreated. I was busy handling the baggage train and watching out for snow. Here's the sunrise. We had a good joke over that.


You know,

Red skies at night, Taylor's delight.
Red skies at morning, Taylor take warning.

And here's one of my photo essays that I didn't have time to post in WB. I noted very quickly that this was a community with a long history of celebrating the phallus as architecture.




What is this one FOR?


I've got my green contacts in again! This is the face I make when I'm desperate for the treat in the biped's hand.