These are the stairs I ran up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down this morning.
All I can say is, " . . . You're a better (wo)man than I am, Gunga Din!"
I'm sure they look much more beautiful to us. At this point anyway.Again, love your photography. Have I told you that lately?
Hello there,I was wondering if you sell your prints. I wanted to buy #6 from the bench collection (the one with mary engelbert's mother goose) as a poster for my daughter's room. Would you email me at firstname.lastname@example.org please?Love your work!!
Did you kill April again this morning? Or is she successfully hiding from you now?
Oh, April was there. In body, if not in spirit.
Amazing photography. It ALMOST inspires me to run some bleaches. Notice the emphasis on the word almost...
Wow what a fantastic photo! As for climbing them up and down-I'll leave that to you : )
April is still not present in mind. Clay almost died this morning....or so he says. I think this work out thing is going to make my children orphans. Please bury me next to the pig pen.
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