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Barcelona, Spain
"it stops you in your tracks and opens a world of thought . . . introspection"
seconds captured in time
Barcelona, Spain
Project 365
A friend of mine mentioned an idea of taking a photo a day and blogging about it. I liked the idea because I wanted to improve my photography skills and what better way than practice. Not only that but what a fun way to document a year. (Even if I am the only one who reads this blog.) A Photography web site called the idea Project 365. I liked the name and so it stuck.
The scope of this could range from the mundane to the exotic, the simple to the philosophical. So bear with me.
Comments welcome and encouraged.
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August
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- Day 116 - You Rock
- Day 115 - Canning
- Day 114 - Killing time
- Day 113 - Let it snow
- Day 112 - A beautiful day for a walk
- Day 111 - Determination
- Day 110 - Amicable
- Day 109 - Idle hands
- Day 108 - up, up and away
- Day 107 - Dog Days
- Day 106 - Tangled up
- Day 106 - (insert title here)
- Day 105 - Night vision
- Day 104 - Quack, Quack
- Day 103 - The Bags
- Day 102 - Back to school
- Day 101 - Bath time fun
- Day 100 - Songs of paradise
- Day 99 - The Evil Temptress
- Day 98 - Spiders in my bed
- Day 97 - Occupied
- Health update: I have had a bunch of people ask ab...
- Day 96 -Even flowers sleep
- Day 95 - Doctor's orders
- Day 94 - The Downside to tall and thin
- Day 93 - A lesson from Mother Nature
- Day 92 - Butterfly
- Day 91 - Sky lights
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Seriously. I need to be somewhere tropical right now. BTW - that wasn't dirt on my car - it's actually the reflection of the clouds in the sky. We cleaned that sucker up to within an inch of our lives to try and get the best trade in possible. Anyway, still wanting to be somewhere on vacation...
ReplyDeleteBoyd and I are thinking of going to the Big Island in January if we can save our sheckles. I love uke music, do you listed to Brudda Iz - he's fabity-fab-fab-fabulous! I listen to waves crashing agains the rocks every night on my "sound machine" it takes me to my happy place and hopefully dream dreams of sun, sand, relaxing, people-watching and being with my hunka-hunka-burnin'-love (that would be Boyd if you're confused)
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