Irene wanted me to write a blog, but I thought I'd try this for a year instead.
Years later, in 2011, I realize that the above no longer makes sense, since I have stopped photographing breakfast and instead occasionally put down random thoughts. These days I photograph our granddaughter's lovely face, paint for fun, knit and teach knitting at an after-school program for girls, and read. Life is good, if a bit slow, but then, so am I.
Orange juice isn't expensive here at all. I don't know where the oranges come from, it could be Spain or Israel. It's my favorite cold drink. I like it better than anything else. Except for the odd cola now and then.
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Your eggs always make me hungry for food. No matter what time of the day I look at them. They are so plump looking.
It's the pan that does the shaping. It was a wedding present to my parents. Their 63nd anniversary would have been next month.
Orange juice isn't expensive here at all. I don't know where the oranges come from, it could be Spain or Israel. It's my favorite cold drink. I like it better than anything else. Except for the odd cola now and then.
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