(reconstructed in the pale, watery, wintry auckland sun – i can see my breath)

while spam was visiting, we made the necessary pilgrimage to the marktplatz, where we'd met 14 years earlier.  in addition to startling some old friends, dodging hurled bakers' pans and hearing dubious tales of rabid local canines, we took a sunset walk around buck lake.  i know i've nattered on about buck lake before, so i'll just post the pictures and let them speak for themselves.

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