My hand was forced
The other day I was starting dinner in the kitchen and heard the kids giggling loudly in the backyard. I got curious and had a quick peak through the little window that looks through the office to the...
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Back to basics – Day 4
Even shorter update tonight. I am busy making something for a dear friend of mine’s special day. I dont think she reads this place, but just in case, I will keep it hush hush until she gets it. THEN I...
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Correction
“There is no Dodman picture…” said Mr.Blab after reading my last post, “..that is my only criticism“ Especially for you, my love: ©Snaps & Blabs, 2010. | Permalink | Still a monologue | Add to...
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Statistics stupistics
For some reason I have two stat thingo magigos for this blog. One shows the visits, the other visits, feeds and spiders. I just had a more serious look at them and my brain started to smoke. Or laugh....
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Random cuteness
He still smells like caramel popcorn. ©Snaps & Blabs, 2010. | Permalink | 2 comments | Add to del.icio.us Quicky Post tags: Dodman Snaps & Blabs
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A deal is a deal
I loved this framing and took a bunch of photos in variation to this one. As a matter of fact I can safely admit I am a bit of a ‘framing’ photographer, be it through the leaves of a tree, peaking...
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How does one deal with a rut? When life feels uneventful and uninspiring. When the daily grind has swallowed the imagination out of it and the autopilot has taken over? We all have different ways of...
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A bit of butter – Poll
At the sight of this scene being revealed at you after unwrapping the butter package, not the last one, you think to yourself: a) Who in the world am I living with?! b) What a wonderfully frugal thing...
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I can smell spring in the air
Everything is awakening in the garden – the almond tree is blossoming, the flowers are coloring the green of the grasses around the place, and sway in the breeze, as a choir, singing tunes for spring...
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The fridge monster
HEY! Whatcha doin?! You are NOT raiding the fridge, are you? You are not a little sneaky monster…right? Angel? I am good, mama. I am good. I am not raiding the fridge. Nah. I am after THE...
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