tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818716837336250617.post636964751828039290..comments2024-02-16T16:16:40.769-08:00Comments on capable of flying: Day 30 +1Fledglinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02773079154826856034noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818716837336250617.post-72474006580612680472008-02-25T11:20:00.000-08:002008-02-25T11:20:00.000-08:00You have summed me up in eight words: "Now, howeve...You have summed me up in eight words: "Now, however, I think I've grown up, maybe."<BR/><BR/>:)<BR/><BR/>Personally, I think you've got photojournalist written all over this blog. Perhaps you could borrow some cojones and tackle the profession?--but in the meantime, I'm richer for the exposure to this bit of your talent. So grazie.nichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13098741321818756907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818716837336250617.post-13108171863818003832008-02-25T02:01:00.000-08:002008-02-25T02:01:00.000-08:00"That, dear Nance, is what makes a super shooter. ..."That, dear Nance, is what makes a super shooter. Life balance - not white balance."<BR/><BR/>Thank you, Sarah.<BR/><BR/>No better words to find.<BR/><BR/>DibaDibabohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04750119010813185936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818716837336250617.post-92061482575832219442008-02-24T14:22:00.000-08:002008-02-24T14:22:00.000-08:00Nancy, my love, you are entirely too good to me (a...Nancy, my love, you are entirely too good to me (and not nearly good enough to yourself).<BR/>I have skulked about your "30 days", living your California life vicariously, wanting kitchy devil ducks and Barney's sales, lusting funky wash-o-mats and beaches sprinkled with volleyballs like fairydust.<BR/>That, dear Nance, is what makes a super shooter. Life balance - not white balance.<BR/>(as an aside: I am clearly, painfully still figuring out the WB and all that other f nonsense and aperature gunk on my own "big girl" camera ;) because <I>I</I>, most assuredly, do not know my stuff.)<BR/>lusting ducks in the NE,<BR/>SarahCris Dukeharthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13145142388960204789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818716837336250617.post-17473867215445481432008-02-24T10:49:00.000-08:002008-02-24T10:49:00.000-08:00Long text - long comment..;):My favourite picture ...Long text - long comment..;):<BR/>My favourite picture is day 18.5. It wasn't love at first sight, but somehow ist kept popping up in my mind. And as I was reading your text I suddenly knew why:<BR/>because I can SEE your girl SING!<BR/>It's not like seeing a picture of someone singing, no... it's more like being there an hearing her. Or maybe even like instantly knowing, what you want to say by this. (uff.. difficult to eyplain...but I'll try my best..:)<BR/>So that's what it is all about, isn't it? Getting to somebodys mind (or soul or heart...or whatever..-.. Maybe even sense of beauty, which fortunatly still is in the eye of the beholder) And laughing with an old love always shows, you weren't that wrong..;) <BR/>EvaEvahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17307601286887434888noreply@blogger.com