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Sad Cookie…

 

It’s time for something funny and totally random.
We’ve all heard about food (especially potato chips) that’s randomly shaped like people or objects. We’ve all heard about the grilled cheese sandwich that supposedly had the face of the Madonna (the mother of Jesus, not the musician!) on it, the…what was it…a quesadilla? with an image of Jesus… So, it’s not too far-fetched to think a piece of food could look like an emoticon.
That’s what happened to me after my mother baked a batch of chocolate chip cookies a while ago.

 

 

Sad Cookie

 

Why so sad, cookie? Wait, what’s that? You don’t want to be eaten? Sorry, can’t help you there. [-_^]

 

 

 

Until next time…
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~A.M.

The Gnome Has A Name!

 
Last week I mentioned how I found a new partner in crime for photography on my hikes and I asked my readers if they had any suggestions for names other than “Norm the Gnome“ as that‘s the name of the gnome my mother has (I got her into photography a long time ago and photographing figurines recently)…

 
I received one reply on my Facebook page. Just one. Kind of sad seeing as I have over 100 readers/followers. Are you folks awake out there?

 
Anyway, the suggestion was spot on so I guess that makes up for it.

 
Meet Martin “Marty” McGnome! (Thanks Nikki!) [^_^]

 

Mr. Martin "Marty" McGnome

Mr. Martin “Marty” McGnome

 

 

Marty McGnome 02

 
Expect to be seeing more from my adventures with Mr. McGnome along with a few new characters in the future.

 

 
Until next time…

 
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~A.M.

New Partner In Crime!

 
A while back I mentioned how I was exploring something a little whimsical by taking photos of different action figures and toys while on my hikes. Well, on a recent trip to a craft store, I found my new partner in crime…

 
A photographer Gnome!

 

 

Gnome Photographer

 

 

 

I’ve already taken him on a few excursions as evidenced by the photo above, but I don’t know what to name him. Norm is taken (my mother found a Gnome for her own photos), plus, I’m not a big fan of the name Norm anyway (no offense to any of my readers that may be named Norm or some variation thereof!).

 

Any suggestions for a name for my new photographer Gnome? Leave a comment and let me know!

 

 

 
Until next time…

 
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~A.M.

Think She’s Comfy?

 
It’s been a long running joke between me and my parents that our house isn’t really ours, that it really belongs to our cats and they just let us live there to act as their staff; cleaning their messes, feeding them, and fulfilling roles as furniture for them.

 
It may be a joke, but there’s a huge grain of truth in it. I mentioned before that whenever I get a new soft blanket, it doesn’t remain mine for long as one of my cats confiscates it.

 
Whenever I get up from wherever I was sitting one of the two female cats steals my seat. It happens with my desk chair (which can be really annoying especially if I’m just getting up from writing in order to stretch for a moment or use the bathroom), my chair at the kitchen table, my spot on the couch, another chair in the living room, even my bed.

 
Kenzi is typically the culprit, but Abby does the same thing too…

 

 

Think She's Comfy

 

 

 

Think she’s comfy enough?

 

 
Until next time…

 
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~A.M.

Happy Leap Year

 

February 29th. Leap Year. I had no idea this year was a Leap Year. I don’t tend to follow that kind of thing. I’m so out of the loop when it comes to that, that at first, when I saw February 29th on my calendar, I actually thought it was a misprint! [^_^] I fail.

 

Happy Leap Year, and Happy Birthday to all the Leap Year babies out there!

 

Anyway, I went hiking a while ago, as I tend to do, and on one of the trails, there’s a bog area. The bog was still covered in a layer of ice even though a majority of the snow in my portion of Maine is already gone. I kept hearing these funny sounds radiating from under the ice. I can’t even describe the sound, it was so strange. But, it’s not the first time I’ve heard it. I’m assuming it was the result of a beaver family moving around and calling to each other under the ice since there was a beaver den on the far side of the bog. Sadly, I didn’t see any of them. I’ve never been able to catch a photo of a beaver in the wild (or, anywhere for that matter). It’s on my photograph bucket list along with several other animals (a moose being one of them).

 

But, I did manage to take a kind of artsy photo of a group of branches from a downed tree sticking up from the ice. The way the sun was shining and with the coloring of the ice and branches, it looks like the photo was taken in black and white, but it wasn’t.

 

 

 

Sticks in the Ice

 

 

 

 

Until next time…

 

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~A.M.