A great photograph is one that fully expresses what one feels, in the deepest sense, about what is being photographed. - Ansel Adams

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

why do I have to fly over every town up and down the line?

Breads.
I have been making breads.  Yummy, homemade breads in the oven.  This week it was pumpkin bread that tastes like Christmas.  Last week was zucchini bread and the week before was cinnamon sans the raisins.


















p.s.  I am loving this rainy day/night.
p.s.s.  Photoshop is being installed on the new lappy as I type this.

"I imagine the man you choose to marry will be the luckiest man on this earth.  I hope it is me."

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