weelittlesoul

My husband and I have often joked about "hidden bugs" in our photos.  Often when photographing flowers or even things like butterflies on flowers we will later be surprised during editing by a bug we did not see.  Hidden smile is a good example; I was focused on taking a picture of that smiling blue dragonfly and never noticed the nymph hanging on below it. But never have I suddenly noticed something in a photograph 4 years after taking it.  And never something as big as a coyote (in front of llama)!

I still have a bad cough lingering.  I have been sucking on Halls cough drops and was too sick at first to realize they've now started printing little "inspirational" messages on the wrappers.  This seems like a good idea, sort of like having your clock radio wake you up with your favorite song. Only in reality, it only starts to make you hate that song.  I am getting madder and madder at these little "pep talks in every drop." You've got it in you!   Yeah, and my lungs are so tired of being in there with it they are trying to jump out of my throat every time I cough! Put your game face on! This is my game face.  If people are not afraid of

Once again I've left you suddenly only to reappear sheepishly a few months later. Not surprisingly for people living in an RV, it involved a move.  This time it was a rather big one, even for us, and it rattled me a bit and left me examining my relationship with my "stuff". The difference with this move was that we didn't just pick up our house and move it, like turtles, with all our stuff inside.  This time we gave away or put into storage all our belongings. We put the RV and both cars up for sale and boarded a plane with only a laptop, camera and suitcase full of clothes to fly a few thousand air miles to our new life.  We had never set