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There's no place like home.

What does it mean when you see a license plate that reads the equivalent of Aunty Em two days in a row?  Nothing I suppose, unless you want to assign meaning to it.  And, I do.

I don't know if it was the same car or not, but they were on opposite sides of town. I didn't see the spelling on the first one - I just had it read to me.

To me, it means that there really is no place like home.  

I think in Cleveland we have some of the most intense skies I've ever seen - complete with dreamy cloud dragons and razor sharp beams of light bursting through clouds.  They are definitely worth paying attention to.  

Me and my camera phone love them.




Comments

Anonymous said…
Oh, I love the second pic - you can actually see LAYERS of clouds! I would have that one enlarged, framed and hung in my home!

If I saw licence plates that read Aunty Em, I would assume the car owner was named Dorothy! Not very original or clever, but there you have it!
mo said…
You make home a beautiful place, Jamie.

;)

2nd shot needs to be sent to Jpeg!
Chuck Dilmore said…
wait...
these are from a camera phone?

whoa!
kudos to the photographer!
i see Pegasus in the top photo!

you captured that!
bravo!
Natalie said…
Yep! me too. What a cool cloud.xx

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