For eye candy, our little angel face for Thanksgiving in her blessing dress she wore in August. What could be more eye candy than a sweet baby? Forgive me, I'm biased! :-)
Her mummy is behind her nibbling on her heels to make her smile in this one.
Her mummy is behind her nibbling on her heels to make her smile in this one.
I could be organizing my craft room and getting rid of some of the fabric in there, which I started several days ago. I could be sitting in the family reading a book, which I love doing and have read between 25 or 30 these past 8 or 9 weeks. I could be folding a batch of clothing I washed today and have 3 more to do tonight. I could be painting the holes in the kitchen wall where we finally got the cabinet put up after taking it down and relocating it the 2nd time. But I'm not doing any of those things. I'm blogging.
I'm been thinking and rethinking blogging recently. Since I've not blogged very much recently and had the extra time to do things, it was rather freeing. But then I realized how much I'd miss it if I didn't blog anymore.
I have been surfing a tiny bit lately but nothing like I'd been doing. I know "to each his own", but I truly do like large photos when viewing a blog. Oh, it won't stop me but I prefer the ones with larger pictures of their beautiful decorating or crafts. That's why it takes me such a long time to do a blog post: the photos. The scans of the magazine I've done recently—and there are more to come—are the best I can do with those photos but they still take a heap o' fixing, chicks. I prefer my own photos because there is less "middle man" involved in them.
Some bloggers say to turn off your flash, but every single photo I take has my flash on. I'm hesitant to tell anyone how to take photos because it isn't just one thing; it's a lot of things. Familiarization with your camera is essential also. I'm no where near perfect, but I'm well pleased with how most of them turn out. Plus I resize them with my Photoshop to 800 pixels wide for each one so they'll all be uniform. I know, I know, I'd OCD.
Hubs and I had a hunger for BLTs tonight and indulged ourselves. Of course, I had to take pictures of the process since the tomato looked beautiful, actually it look perfect in every way, which just goes to show you beauty is only skin deep because although, it was beautiful, it was not flavorful.
I'm been thinking and rethinking blogging recently. Since I've not blogged very much recently and had the extra time to do things, it was rather freeing. But then I realized how much I'd miss it if I didn't blog anymore.
I have been surfing a tiny bit lately but nothing like I'd been doing. I know "to each his own", but I truly do like large photos when viewing a blog. Oh, it won't stop me but I prefer the ones with larger pictures of their beautiful decorating or crafts. That's why it takes me such a long time to do a blog post: the photos. The scans of the magazine I've done recently—and there are more to come—are the best I can do with those photos but they still take a heap o' fixing, chicks. I prefer my own photos because there is less "middle man" involved in them.
Some bloggers say to turn off your flash, but every single photo I take has my flash on. I'm hesitant to tell anyone how to take photos because it isn't just one thing; it's a lot of things. Familiarization with your camera is essential also. I'm no where near perfect, but I'm well pleased with how most of them turn out. Plus I resize them with my Photoshop to 800 pixels wide for each one so they'll all be uniform. I know, I know, I'd OCD.
Hubs and I had a hunger for BLTs tonight and indulged ourselves. Of course, I had to take pictures of the process since the tomato looked beautiful, actually it look perfect in every way, which just goes to show you beauty is only skin deep because although, it was beautiful, it was not flavorful.
Put it together and what have you got: BLT! Yummy. Yikes! Yeah, I know, I forgot to photograph the bacon, but you can see a bit of it peeking out under the lettuce.
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