Crazy, but one of the things I miss the very most about Omaha, is the guy that developed my film. Well, not the guy, but the job he did. The clean fluid and bright, astounding colors made it look like I actually knew what I was doing.
Since moving here I have been very, very, very unhappy with my attempts at developing. The pictures from last Christmas almost made me cry. My husband and son had bright pink cheeks...and noses. Looked like a family of chronic alcoholics!! No joke!
That is why you see some strange photos in my collection. I try to find some color contrasts and see what the next developer will do. And I think I finally found a decent place. A Walmart of all places. They are usually notorious for dirty fluid and artifacts on the pictures.
If any of my friends in this area happen to know a good place, please pass it on.
It is finally cool enough to really go out and play in the back yard. Mighty Mouse and I have been spending lots of time out there. We were able to scrounge up a couple of Adirondeck chairs from a neighbor that was moving and getting rid of them...which I bought some cushions for and I can sit outside in comfort, with a frosty beverage and a book while Mighty Mouse plays in her clubhouse and tears up the landscaping. Good times.
Of course I have to keep my feet up to avoid the fire ants...but that's Texas for you.
And the pink is not washed out to white. Shock! And the red is...red!
The rat. Songbird carries this thing like a baby. Upside down with his legs in the air. Now, the rest of us aren't allowed to do this. But then, the rest of us don't let him sleep in our bed either.
My goodness! True colors! Can I throw a party for this? It makes me that happy!!
Yes, I plant peppers along with my flowers. The colors are better. Plus, there is the extra comic factor of watching DH eat one. Hasn't he ever heard that size doesn't matter???
Anyone have any good spicy vinegar recipes I could use these babies in?