EXCUSES FOR PROCRASTINATION, PART THE FIRST
I had all the photos from Germany picked out and lined up in Paintshop to edit this afternoon and then we got a summer thunderstorm that raced in and blew up things, including our electricity, downpoured like a mother for 15 minutes, setting off our car alarm, and then disappeared as quickly as it had arrived. Later, we had rain WITH sunshine. Sweden. If you don't like the weather, just wait 5 minutes. Upshot: reboot, all photos have to be opened and chosen again. Tomorrow, perhaps.
Instead, I give you the following...
Some Things Karin Felt Compelled To Take Photos Of For
Reasons Known Only to Her Plus 1 Honeysuckle by Liz
CRUSH! STOMP!
AAAGH! Noooooooooooooo! SPARE US!
RAWWR! Bite Bite! Stomp!
You want a piece of me, dino? Do you feel lucky, punk? Well, DO YA?
What do you call a superbear with no arms and no legs lying on the floor? MAT!
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl
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A strangely incongruous flower photo in the midst of the carnage
Instead, I give you the following...
Some Things Karin Felt Compelled To Take Photos Of For
Reasons Known Only to Her Plus 1 Honeysuckle by Liz
CRUSH! STOMP!
AAAGH! Noooooooooooooo! SPARE US!
RAWWR! Bite Bite! Stomp!
You want a piece of me, dino? Do you feel lucky, punk? Well, DO YA?
What do you call a superbear with no arms and no legs lying on the floor? MAT!
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl
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A strangely incongruous flower photo in the midst of the carnage
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