By the end of the year there should be 366 pictures here denoting one thing that happened that day. Just the one.
As a overly conscientious, borderline OCD, competitive freak this is the sort of challenge that I both relish and should avoid in equal measure.
Sunday 15 April 2012
In which when oft upon my couch I lie in vacant or in pensive mood, they flash upon the inward eye which is the bliss of solitude, and then my heart with pleasure fills and dances with the daffodils
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