fledge capable of flying, from Middle English flegge, from Old English -flycge; akin to Old High German flucki capable of flying, Old English flEogan to fly -- more at FLY
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Sunday, March 8, 2009
Una impresión del Pueblo Olvera Street
Let's take some spending money and go to Olvera Street today!
If this smoldering look and canción de amor doesn't melt your corazón... ...surely the tight pants with the cool silver doo-dads will.
Scorpion and worm pops!
Jesus wants you to ask for assistance. And not to touch: He's watching...
love your pics. I think I do have to come out to California soon. I actually found an old friend (back from my Germany times) who lives in San Clemente Orange County. He invited us to come and see him. We actually grew up together and I have not seen him in 26 years.
Maybe he'll take us up to LA and I can go crazy shopping.
cool beans, nance. you frame the best moments with that camera of yours.
found myself thinking that i'm glad i wasn't the lucky individual who had to sew all those silver doodads to the pants, and that the scorpion suckers, while cool, are a little too hard core for me to actually eat. they'd make for a compelling centerpiece, though.
In your lens I feel the warmth of your west coast sunshine, smell hotsauce fried dough. I think of this as I button tight my wool overcoat and pull my hat down against the eastern winter bluster.
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Hey Nancy,
love your pics. I think I do have to come out to California soon.
I actually found an old friend (back from my Germany times) who lives in San Clemente Orange County. He invited us to come and see him. We actually grew up together and I have not seen him in 26 years.
Maybe he'll take us up to LA and I can go crazy shopping.
Anjana
cool beans, nance. you frame the best moments with that camera of yours.
found myself thinking that i'm glad i wasn't the lucky individual who had to sew all those silver doodads to the pants, and that the scorpion suckers, while cool, are a little too hard core for me to actually eat. they'd make for a compelling centerpiece, though.
In your lens I feel the warmth of your west coast sunshine, smell hotsauce fried dough.
I think of this as I button tight my wool overcoat and pull my hat down against the eastern winter bluster.
I love the way your mind works Nancy my friend.
one day i'll take some spending money an GO there! thanks for sharing theese beautiful pics... they make my travelling nerve itch! ;o)
XO
nic
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