tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54355212075758939892024-03-19T01:20:23.795-04:00MadSnapper MadSnapper, AKA Bloviator: "bloviate: to speak or write verbosely, typically not about anything important. Quote in header by Emery Austin MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.comBlogger5067125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-55201829864116511352024-03-19T00:30:00.011-04:002024-03-19T00:30:00.134-04:00The Met Apartments-Village of the Arts<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj427uxeE1hmB2C-kf1b-TUMS4G6376iNmKozlqNt3xkCVDjFhp9AJsdfInxD25KO0neOOshqDYNI_AyK2Fbg3q65gprgkpaE7LHSLphHHJwLz28v148YMGCnWcLGcmHwebItzaZ8hqLq-qPeoVF51vezEeHxBgvWIViqTWaTyDkstf9rYGJplz7zYsIKA/s4032/IMG_8412.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj427uxeE1hmB2C-kf1b-TUMS4G6376iNmKozlqNt3xkCVDjFhp9AJsdfInxD25KO0neOOshqDYNI_AyK2Fbg3q65gprgkpaE7LHSLphHHJwLz28v148YMGCnWcLGcmHwebItzaZ8hqLq-qPeoVF51vezEeHxBgvWIViqTWaTyDkstf9rYGJplz7zYsIKA/w300-h400/IMG_8412.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Some of you might remember bright colored houses in prior post of the <a href="https://snapperone.blogspot.com/search/label/Village%20of%20the%20arts">Village of the Arts</a>. It has been 3 years since we did a drive by shooting of the houses and wow has it changed!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They have repainted most of the houses, and added others and also added apartments.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Clicking on photos will show you the details of the mural. It was hard to get these photos without getting out of the car, I took them through the driver side window.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidCOFLs_CVPoyjXmwU1grcqhkB7EDf_QEbUAjGm6SnCUnZNNi88buF7UQ0jfMVsVETz8qDETz3ld_qMLD3VaO50TUANUUcmDmNG1b0ZF4wMWiiwLgnhd8r_Dgy7gJNfgqCUimd1c-pvP4GiFNqPQ3zMp4K7LGo9c0qCk-Zh7aSkz74hW210SAUTI0uc7E/s4032/IMG_8410.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidCOFLs_CVPoyjXmwU1grcqhkB7EDf_QEbUAjGm6SnCUnZNNi88buF7UQ0jfMVsVETz8qDETz3ld_qMLD3VaO50TUANUUcmDmNG1b0ZF4wMWiiwLgnhd8r_Dgy7gJNfgqCUimd1c-pvP4GiFNqPQ3zMp4K7LGo9c0qCk-Zh7aSkz74hW210SAUTI0uc7E/w400-h300/IMG_8410.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLQRjTC_wdtMgd06u8VOHWFmBdxo5lfm_5_tkaRaOxDs0cmWL8UVk3FYy3C_XF0RJTrER69ScPxJQOSihJqgFCZbr94D2P0gJSwNHbN1ZvVmMsE27BhYFG6NlVKQa8Hch75mocBVJIEaQ4oSb0xLkj_KkF4p2K7m7raoy2O9gVbCBbbP5pp_uufMFWXU/s4032/IMG_8408.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLQRjTC_wdtMgd06u8VOHWFmBdxo5lfm_5_tkaRaOxDs0cmWL8UVk3FYy3C_XF0RJTrER69ScPxJQOSihJqgFCZbr94D2P0gJSwNHbN1ZvVmMsE27BhYFG6NlVKQa8Hch75mocBVJIEaQ4oSb0xLkj_KkF4p2K7m7raoy2O9gVbCBbbP5pp_uufMFWXU/w300-h400/IMG_8408.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRXHTp15X45-QzL2ra575YnJvLiY18YvJyAJoEqcIod51-nK1MimonVp2wgW_xKt1DYWT4PUUGMW920SQoWijE1-7Mn2hPnWv1Gh4pQHZoshyRwzSEwT9rooSB2bsdg5VZjWiZRr3LF5ue_ltkMVyTO-yPI5vhm0mti_S0a25kONvBOoN6xVoiXVBU_vg/s4032/IMG_8406.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRXHTp15X45-QzL2ra575YnJvLiY18YvJyAJoEqcIod51-nK1MimonVp2wgW_xKt1DYWT4PUUGMW920SQoWijE1-7Mn2hPnWv1Gh4pQHZoshyRwzSEwT9rooSB2bsdg5VZjWiZRr3LF5ue_ltkMVyTO-yPI5vhm0mti_S0a25kONvBOoN6xVoiXVBU_vg/w300-h400/IMG_8406.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">These are Income restricted apartments, 200 rental apartments, a project of our City and Federal Govt.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The name is <a href="https://themetfl.com/">The Met Apartments</a> and it is stunning inside and out. Tap the link and there are photos.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They are expensive to me, and very small and they are intended for people who can't afford to pay the rental fees. The restricted income means to rent, you have to fill out a form and qualify, if you make above the median pay rate for our county, you will not qualify. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The good news is, they are pet friendly, it has a dog park and the weight limit on dogs is 100 lbs.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I can't image a 100 lb dog in 586 square feet or 687 sq feet which are studio apartments.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">OF COURSE I TOOK a zillion photos.<br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV4hyato2hyphenhyphenNU7yFHpl33bD0_oCNZaV_cAx-1cZycU_y45NpM-JJStcswt7tWRSGMlQiFf0QR7KAeKcyUTV5jOW5NbHJl0hFkn48FGZpIpBcyU5LyW_UgYrrJZFVyVVlcTfNHsGQQ6F4Ri3I1XGAMh_tGWd-NVWoxphexarvJ-Xmr5uvmaAZMiWmO2s2I/s4032/IMG_8405.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV4hyato2hyphenhyphenNU7yFHpl33bD0_oCNZaV_cAx-1cZycU_y45NpM-JJStcswt7tWRSGMlQiFf0QR7KAeKcyUTV5jOW5NbHJl0hFkn48FGZpIpBcyU5LyW_UgYrrJZFVyVVlcTfNHsGQQ6F4Ri3I1XGAMh_tGWd-NVWoxphexarvJ-Xmr5uvmaAZMiWmO2s2I/w400-h300/IMG_8405.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><p>All photos above taken by MadSnapper and her trusty iPhone 7 plus. The one below I snipped from Google maps to show you how they painted the walls on the balconies to make them fit with the looks of the houses. </p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIr5Uf-HAbL_Znfleez8MBI4FFTx0J8Ldy7bW0lvMK1ujm5nIm871HFVvPPU4D_C-56wclpmzA3xS9ZN34Xlea7kTfSY5hFrWCqPzFeczmt_q5n22kaPthAdwAPGUiYJyZE_or67AYbYmugQ0Pble7HtoOlZcLDmwSkXNZSx_prNtra9qj1MA9CVqGw-U/s1481/image.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="858" data-original-width="1481" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIr5Uf-HAbL_Znfleez8MBI4FFTx0J8Ldy7bW0lvMK1ujm5nIm871HFVvPPU4D_C-56wclpmzA3xS9ZN34Xlea7kTfSY5hFrWCqPzFeczmt_q5n22kaPthAdwAPGUiYJyZE_or67AYbYmugQ0Pble7HtoOlZcLDmwSkXNZSx_prNtra9qj1MA9CVqGw-U/w400-h231/image.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">to be continued</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOCLdEFwGjGBakgz8qLStU5ogG56RCvqg4GIZb9E5U5MVt5wfE5OKsOB1gj3urnJU130c9Soa3stxcx0lbL6JD1OS3L463u0OceWYBogR1q7shN1OA-ZnqiaLbplV23i9QuUEbqKq8PiJ-OXUQUJ9Px0Vx1VlgHGLITb-S9BHSK5CK8cfp_4UU0Ga8lD4/s4032/IMG_8427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOCLdEFwGjGBakgz8qLStU5ogG56RCvqg4GIZb9E5U5MVt5wfE5OKsOB1gj3urnJU130c9Soa3stxcx0lbL6JD1OS3L463u0OceWYBogR1q7shN1OA-ZnqiaLbplV23i9QuUEbqKq8PiJ-OXUQUJ9Px0Vx1VlgHGLITb-S9BHSK5CK8cfp_4UU0Ga8lD4/s320/IMG_8427.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-20957517096602816852024-03-18T00:30:00.003-04:002024-03-18T00:30:00.127-04:00Scrumble <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvsTq06G9GVxt-ZX44V9KYh70ZTfw2I2Sjdh4DzavMPypXSHVKUzSxwPXL42c4iBBqJKkMo0uYwCT7s9gTHec46rr3gdq4YcK1m9IKoktwOONMoi97AOL7HqGjvm3VeDKoswZk_GujDAzckpiY3aa8OmP-BmuE_OyCX3P4cuthioLnv1vPASe_SQWRUWQ/s3393/IMG_8456.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3393" height="356" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvsTq06G9GVxt-ZX44V9KYh70ZTfw2I2Sjdh4DzavMPypXSHVKUzSxwPXL42c4iBBqJKkMo0uYwCT7s9gTHec46rr3gdq4YcK1m9IKoktwOONMoi97AOL7HqGjvm3VeDKoswZk_GujDAzckpiY3aa8OmP-BmuE_OyCX3P4cuthioLnv1vPASe_SQWRUWQ/w400-h356/IMG_8456.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I read about Yam's Scrumble, <a href="https://inimaynaelcammeno.blogspot.com/2024/02/menootery-yes-im-abootery.html">HERE</a> . She is camping around Scotland in her Big Grey Van and this is how to cook and entire breakfast on a single burner hot plate.</div><div>Yams recipe is this</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">**Scrumble is a cross between scrambled eggs with toast</div><div style="text-align: center;">and eggy bread; butter the bread, chop up, and saute until a little</div><div style="text-align: center;">browned and crispy, then add the egg, whisked with a little milk</div><div style="text-align: center;">and seasoning, letting sit until egg mostly set, then flip over to ensure</div><div style="text-align: center;">full cook of the egg. It has occurred to me just now that sprinkling sugar</div><div style="text-align: center;">would make it a French Toast cheat as well!</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I can't eat dairy, milk or butter, and used slice of French Bread. Cubed it, sprayed pan with avocado oil, browned cubes, whipped and egg with soy milk, added a little seriously sharp cheese, poured over bread and Voila my very on IBS friendly Scrumble. Beau and Bob both had a bite and gave it a thumbs up. </div><div><br /></div><div>We went for a ride last week and I took a lot of the colorful houses at <a href="https://villageofthearts.org/">Village of the Arts</a>. I will be posting them a few at a time here and there. The colors make me happy</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr1sKWsmKycTCvAFnjI7JFvoxXlt0G1x-SZ53hG8y8l-yuEQJ_WpiMbTbiYDGm1bWupUXErl8oFZ51FkKGUQjDq-vmyzC00HGbHLp2qa5mRnn6wlAmG-RRQeG5yZUT2JY_4-4IJKcTHyB_YS2cBFagt85RYYlb_9_PN_qm_JM88_g_tbC2FD68ufVQg2A/s4032/IMG_8372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr1sKWsmKycTCvAFnjI7JFvoxXlt0G1x-SZ53hG8y8l-yuEQJ_WpiMbTbiYDGm1bWupUXErl8oFZ51FkKGUQjDq-vmyzC00HGbHLp2qa5mRnn6wlAmG-RRQeG5yZUT2JY_4-4IJKcTHyB_YS2cBFagt85RYYlb_9_PN_qm_JM88_g_tbC2FD68ufVQg2A/s320/IMG_8372.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOG4RNk5Qfyz2KcVpG0WAsDG9P1MjoGx_s-yn_he98eKMROsGYGQUbvhIA-N_Kga2ZVIG-GbVTcxCpDNGJKuds5IDP4CCkzn0EgOLCyTZmtWaDOjqVi-f2k-Lhhjlew10ird0x7PiYTQLbXEyX2mbnwWOGz5t1BJ9NvAIJP2htLy4yDwwstd23f1e68V4/s4032/IMG_8369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOG4RNk5Qfyz2KcVpG0WAsDG9P1MjoGx_s-yn_he98eKMROsGYGQUbvhIA-N_Kga2ZVIG-GbVTcxCpDNGJKuds5IDP4CCkzn0EgOLCyTZmtWaDOjqVi-f2k-Lhhjlew10ird0x7PiYTQLbXEyX2mbnwWOGz5t1BJ9NvAIJP2htLy4yDwwstd23f1e68V4/s320/IMG_8369.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheHxDIgbZDyfyMTJIJiqRTq1rGyVQEWXuEJKnShc1AszEZWhOnlyWZ8wpvrJjnTnC204XpVrhGFJ1QsX_P_DEtSrGXYWdEKFBH-jeGK5VFm12O7s56VGGUo6QKBqr8niBCWT7dzmHA9n5BuYaHJ9zS-uy0WK76QwmsauI_MSOKjjvKUMeLuS4cT1oQpYo/s4032/IMG_8368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheHxDIgbZDyfyMTJIJiqRTq1rGyVQEWXuEJKnShc1AszEZWhOnlyWZ8wpvrJjnTnC204XpVrhGFJ1QsX_P_DEtSrGXYWdEKFBH-jeGK5VFm12O7s56VGGUo6QKBqr8niBCWT7dzmHA9n5BuYaHJ9zS-uy0WK76QwmsauI_MSOKjjvKUMeLuS4cT1oQpYo/s320/IMG_8368.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-88039647662848601602024-03-17T04:57:00.001-04:002024-03-17T04:57:59.736-04:00Selfie Sunday <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1xx0pxfmXxIb5cBqvKD20lLl0ekK4jNXZNx5bjdr7UDM2kUQkj9r3em2WsSbd-xm7t8prztp9lgNW_JmsNcJiuysupEIaSNEsiW-cxsD1N3QTtuefoX_pl1H_KHlZvzsbYO6xjiXNzd4ObV2kSN9UQgKVJm1wsjMXGBDJHr6Fe8Wravkefot60bh11EI/s2048/20240315_073702.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1257" data-original-width="2048" height="245" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1xx0pxfmXxIb5cBqvKD20lLl0ekK4jNXZNx5bjdr7UDM2kUQkj9r3em2WsSbd-xm7t8prztp9lgNW_JmsNcJiuysupEIaSNEsiW-cxsD1N3QTtuefoX_pl1H_KHlZvzsbYO6xjiXNzd4ObV2kSN9UQgKVJm1wsjMXGBDJHr6Fe8Wravkefot60bh11EI/w400-h245/20240315_073702.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I found these clovers sprouting up through my watering hose, I used the hose and nothing was there and 48 hours later there they were.. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Enjoy your Day. PS: Bob cut my hair yesterday. I trust no one but him</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqVpGiQGPnicZMpZPA_FvIEYGtWd3-gKQBF3QXgtbZ6XDuv15ww-V6oRwcXIxhlgeeC7tnyi8vCFMmXly_6CoirLYrD6kMhkzaV3TrbwNcCiOu39ZF1zQhZ1NLXNl9AzKWZ2yEgrRBpKJXq9IigwupwiLbSCPqcmeI0C8zBJRvoyzWAC4SaX-Cz9DOgHU/s4080/20240315_073650.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqVpGiQGPnicZMpZPA_FvIEYGtWd3-gKQBF3QXgtbZ6XDuv15ww-V6oRwcXIxhlgeeC7tnyi8vCFMmXly_6CoirLYrD6kMhkzaV3TrbwNcCiOu39ZF1zQhZ1NLXNl9AzKWZ2yEgrRBpKJXq9IigwupwiLbSCPqcmeI0C8zBJRvoyzWAC4SaX-Cz9DOgHU/w400-h300/20240315_073650.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div><div>Beau needs prayers please, health issues, story on <a href="https://fourpawsetc.blogspot.com/">Beaus Blog</a> today</div><div><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0GEz-WQSXMKFpcMucOJtnJFFB4kpuGU_-LxPwpu6mUbTiWOGjejXFDSN4_gdkNydYD-L1HjibbEr6KpI4xwfhtATMb4v5n7HtynceQOrIqBG4PKGzx5wjIcloIZqeOejl8tHZCtZlUqrnD0Or50iz3iwm3iOB-6HUma7wyPE0vz86XmT3zLrgn4QQBmQ/s1027/Beau%20st%20pat.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1027" data-original-width="1027" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0GEz-WQSXMKFpcMucOJtnJFFB4kpuGU_-LxPwpu6mUbTiWOGjejXFDSN4_gdkNydYD-L1HjibbEr6KpI4xwfhtATMb4v5n7HtynceQOrIqBG4PKGzx5wjIcloIZqeOejl8tHZCtZlUqrnD0Or50iz3iwm3iOB-6HUma7wyPE0vz86XmT3zLrgn4QQBmQ/w400-h400/Beau%20st%20pat.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-63810232748522311932024-03-16T00:30:00.012-04:002024-03-16T00:30:00.239-04:00Croc Tale<p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip-0UzurYzRSKVaYjt_gkW2IlqTp7LBoZo90DkH9HXapznLhwRcKbO23Jq8ZXW1hyphenhyphen3JR5skm2diy27hvmy6BmNjywQujH21QIbeZGFrb-gG3JPD7YOjS3UHGwwSx8p9ZxsOlV7igG6cDi5ozB9RL89zBSEBHiFmpG1hSDVf49YNqHXn73dCgQK22bSbpI/s1027/image.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1027" data-original-width="770" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip-0UzurYzRSKVaYjt_gkW2IlqTp7LBoZo90DkH9HXapznLhwRcKbO23Jq8ZXW1hyphenhyphen3JR5skm2diy27hvmy6BmNjywQujH21QIbeZGFrb-gG3JPD7YOjS3UHGwwSx8p9ZxsOlV7igG6cDi5ozB9RL89zBSEBHiFmpG1hSDVf49YNqHXn73dCgQK22bSbpI/w300-h400/image.png" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bob loves his Crocs.. It is all he wears, </td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">6 months ago, we went to the Cardiologist, and he told Bob he needed to WALK, every day, as long as he could. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bob said I swim laps. Doc said Good for you. YOU NEED TO WALK!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As we left, he said wear the proper shoes, you can't walk in those shoes,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Next 3 month checkup, Bob said he was walking every day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Doc said you are not walking. I can tell by the way you walk. If you are walking in those shoes, you are not walking properly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bob growled I walk fine. (he does not, he shuffles slowly)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">it has now been 6 months, he still shuffles. Another cardio visits, Doc says you need to walk. You still can't walk. You still have on the same shoes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> He has refused all offers of walking shoes</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This past Saturday I bought these and guessed at the size. I guessed right.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWoTesnqMW4aqfLFh8-4tdqjGSCc6D5VHKnJnTvXrR566ceAsWXiGrsgnIUuYQJg7RjBBa1ExA8BWy8dye9Vyfsq07fl8qY7owiqCfIzYdkZaZn2W21J01Cuk2yP61CgamTmliKgtTjKzP0UlgHCaq125u9-ixMm2Z5q8o5Hh1iraGkG_9NSv0M9wjFLU/s2048/20240311_113213.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWoTesnqMW4aqfLFh8-4tdqjGSCc6D5VHKnJnTvXrR566ceAsWXiGrsgnIUuYQJg7RjBBa1ExA8BWy8dye9Vyfsq07fl8qY7owiqCfIzYdkZaZn2W21J01Cuk2yP61CgamTmliKgtTjKzP0UlgHCaq125u9-ixMm2Z5q8o5Hh1iraGkG_9NSv0M9wjFLU/w400-h300/20240311_113213.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bob wore them Monday morning, March 11, 2024. He did not shuffle. When I asked him how the shoes were, he said I could not top walking faster, the more I walked the faster I walked, I felt like I had wings.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He is a stubborn mule headed man. We shall see how much faster and further he goes with the new winged shoes. I am betting he will be walking with Beau and I instead of lagging a block behind by the end of a week and also go with us the whole walk instead of half the way.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">PS, he refuses all laced shoes just so you know. </div><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEaMkoQen_7wMFCrLUgTgGFe1SUM-8i7mEduROmWDDo1855_OGQrlxgPdL9i9m0YOFl_3aie-Fk8o1R7_hEDZ38hvhv9cGZmIIxS7htd0vqQ7TFD_BL-h3rE4ekDkf7wRN_VCR62ps5pFj_s1Occv0p8GL7B0h1ZcmpdWeG48rIh6tP8R1VmW96T67hA/s1024/AI%20running%20shoes.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEaMkoQen_7wMFCrLUgTgGFe1SUM-8i7mEduROmWDDo1855_OGQrlxgPdL9i9m0YOFl_3aie-Fk8o1R7_hEDZ38hvhv9cGZmIIxS7htd0vqQ7TFD_BL-h3rE4ekDkf7wRN_VCR62ps5pFj_s1Occv0p8GL7B0h1ZcmpdWeG48rIh6tP8R1VmW96T67hA/s320/AI%20running%20shoes.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Designer Shoes by AI and I</td></tr></tbody></table><br />MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-71476118706142965062024-03-15T00:30:00.013-04:002024-03-15T00:30:00.133-04:00Sneezy Season and we have Catkins<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHysrmPdpeOVNHFsKZYUzBK2Bks8dBM_I-DbyDNFGUrctn5djO2mY_6gP2vGhTMkFmXdm3hSEwld4IHsUjHRgGJdCcjbZioSeI4nlfYByVz4YS6ufJypDQ9BLBnSJiMBAHcXz2BBrlf3W6lvwoBmvlim-jTJKIwPJEKZ1qqbhr76y9XHGcm6QjApLFugg/s2048/20240303_070919.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHysrmPdpeOVNHFsKZYUzBK2Bks8dBM_I-DbyDNFGUrctn5djO2mY_6gP2vGhTMkFmXdm3hSEwld4IHsUjHRgGJdCcjbZioSeI4nlfYByVz4YS6ufJypDQ9BLBnSJiMBAHcXz2BBrlf3W6lvwoBmvlim-jTJKIwPJEKZ1qqbhr76y9XHGcm6QjApLFugg/w640-h360/20240303_070919.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our tree is either the one above or a Laurel Oak. there are 16 varieties of Florida Oak Trees, we have the leaves from 3 different types from our trees and the neighbors. if you zoom on the photo you can see the details, they are also in our house, they love to ride on shoes, feet and DOGS</td></tr></tbody></table></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2296" data-original-width="4080" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghy6nsTEUdkCopngh2FjiEm9XAf9CiDQt-ISIgV1OlRjOzWg2YptJh1KwTM7sjM33_pth-kd1o6mWgfUTQKJ6E1PP5XqIov916cbDNBQUK2SBrc4eV13dsDjDCv3semES-gy93X3NZjmbxPW4yqYcPCI5I3hFtOdtHs5zhV7u4ssd4zhZLt8ZMnkWuynw/w400-h225/20240303_071034.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">photos I took of our driveway edges. they are also in all our grass; the ground is covered.</td></tr></tbody></table></div><p>Every single catkin on the tree is now down on the ground. In research to find what they are called, I found things I never knew. I knew the fall in March, and we sneeze our heads off.</p><p><span style="color: #fcff01;">Oak catkins serve a crucial role in the reproductive cycle of oak trees. </span></p><p><span style="color: #fcff01;">Reproduction: each strand is tiny male flowers while on the tree, when they off they are dead and full of pollen. </span></p><p><span style="color: #fcff01;">Food Source: Oak catkins are an essential food source bees, butterflies, and birds. They also play a role in the production of honey and wax 4.</span></p><p>Acorn Development: The female flowers, which are tiny with fine filaments, catch the pollen. Once pollinated, they develop into acorns, which are the seeds of oak trees 1.</p><p>So, next time you see those oak catkins falling from the branches, remember their vital role in the oak tree’s life cycle!</p><p>They are made light weight and like tumble weeds roll into clusters and the wind blows them everywhere to spread all the yellow pollen that is on every surface as far as we can see. It is the job of each of our oak trees to feed our world. I never knew this.</p><p><u>NEVER rake and bag and send to the landfill.</u> They are harmless, and much needed part of our eco system. Rake and use as mulch is the best thing to do or rake them in the grass and mulch them with lawn mower. WEAR a MASK. they can be placed in compost but that is the least good way to use them.</p><p>This <a href="https://www.dallasnews.com/arts-entertainment/2019/04/16/what-are-those-furry-wormlike-pollen-y-things-falling-from-your-oak-tree/ ">LINK </a>is a good article on them but there are so many things the info here is a mixture of reading a lot of pages.</p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO2HKXiK9f2YU16qNH3ry0TXbcO33cQ3IVh6qo2OMwxaVuEUvihvkz_vrJgsVRBwYn9JiWNNePmRkVLPwIc7CbfhGze7kFUWHQykcBTaLzJnZzK-tSBCeOIwQ57-47DvFyPTBUNApmzbSIMcGO5bNdW6kW_QyIpGsRJC7QQPqBpr0dLbWPRzeDUQTwsZQ/s660/image.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="495" data-original-width="660" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO2HKXiK9f2YU16qNH3ry0TXbcO33cQ3IVh6qo2OMwxaVuEUvihvkz_vrJgsVRBwYn9JiWNNePmRkVLPwIc7CbfhGze7kFUWHQykcBTaLzJnZzK-tSBCeOIwQ57-47DvFyPTBUNApmzbSIMcGO5bNdW6kW_QyIpGsRJC7QQPqBpr0dLbWPRzeDUQTwsZQ/w400-h300/image.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Before they fall</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-wz-3z6Ni5P9gSg5g-RP3CP6hQb3_MkdAVP-lhxTSdcljq8cVm_7sWiPv7iArE57_qIAuUa4pldKIDyrsJlBFCKzo7gDC2P5nPU1wmglZIzNg-GVUVVmCE-ibijlwohvyHCgD3LAQ1NFhG8VIOFos0WBWyae4qYXSgnOSoFo1gz2dAiMAr2yvIxOE01I/s1324/IMG_8333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1064" data-original-width="1324" height="321" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-wz-3z6Ni5P9gSg5g-RP3CP6hQb3_MkdAVP-lhxTSdcljq8cVm_7sWiPv7iArE57_qIAuUa4pldKIDyrsJlBFCKzo7gDC2P5nPU1wmglZIzNg-GVUVVmCE-ibijlwohvyHCgD3LAQ1NFhG8VIOFos0WBWyae4qYXSgnOSoFo1gz2dAiMAr2yvIxOE01I/w400-h321/IMG_8333.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After they fall, this is a male catkin that I found had fallen on one of our orange hisbicus.<br />Just for you Rosy and Sunny</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Joining Rosy and Sunny for Nature Friday at <a href="https://llbinourbackyard.blogspot.com/">The LLB Life</a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf2FquJGo0HDCg1020vFdE-eXuOMmNYIln35OGlmbmF7SEDea3YuOK44LsrrSEdjQC_KaLShDxaSyGG9AE63_3liwCqg0oNGNJzfH_hof4HA8Q4gnlybNqxJ-FloPNILt5CFPXXAbLBXTN0lP4jMHRQwMMF2t0bx5VBHGd9NNum7UhipC8X-zzpS-rw60/s320/NatureFridays_rev.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf2FquJGo0HDCg1020vFdE-eXuOMmNYIln35OGlmbmF7SEDea3YuOK44LsrrSEdjQC_KaLShDxaSyGG9AE63_3liwCqg0oNGNJzfH_hof4HA8Q4gnlybNqxJ-FloPNILt5CFPXXAbLBXTN0lP4jMHRQwMMF2t0bx5VBHGd9NNum7UhipC8X-zzpS-rw60/s1600/NatureFridays_rev.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-52455809411625677942024-03-14T00:30:00.004-04:002024-03-14T00:30:00.122-04:00New Stuff (POO)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiazstTmqlK5agyqUBYzmqlmTItNs2yJbWGNx3-95-Gm-k_Kzbxh8jIzeBY6uqTjZeJYVTs8WiUEUw_g5iwkGcepAb8ITJOLu-Kh8nvFT3-K67rbymTIch2fiTEIeNwF1yl-X9jG_91VvvQWYy5vh_L0jClk8nOp0cz13K-bQY3r0YEX98xARCoRGQX-cI/s2048/20240309_102230.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiazstTmqlK5agyqUBYzmqlmTItNs2yJbWGNx3-95-Gm-k_Kzbxh8jIzeBY6uqTjZeJYVTs8WiUEUw_g5iwkGcepAb8ITJOLu-Kh8nvFT3-K67rbymTIch2fiTEIeNwF1yl-X9jG_91VvvQWYy5vh_L0jClk8nOp0cz13K-bQY3r0YEX98xARCoRGQX-cI/w400-h300/20240309_102230.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Three new rugs in the kitchen, back door rug from Dollar General and two red rugs from Wal-Mart.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The big Beautiful Painting of Beau, I found in Dollar General for TEN DOLLARS.. It has Beaus eyes and grin</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI0ybCymu8lQXImK60OIuetghgOapQ3qRfy1J39I4zFkfLuuayZE-57QqRAdDGZPWf-PRMAWSpQrK-KXi9YeZRPgIaRSIeu0Qy6e6LIy1L2bqdYr6tAtRMIF6a4AafzfofKnzujRX4hh4Z_FW6bAPMED4_KR3ousJ2Z0OQPXuW7Gr1OxiHcSQBIfiRmvk/s512/IMG_5862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="384" data-original-width="512" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI0ybCymu8lQXImK60OIuetghgOapQ3qRfy1J39I4zFkfLuuayZE-57QqRAdDGZPWf-PRMAWSpQrK-KXi9YeZRPgIaRSIeu0Qy6e6LIy1L2bqdYr6tAtRMIF6a4AafzfofKnzujRX4hh4Z_FW6bAPMED4_KR3ousJ2Z0OQPXuW7Gr1OxiHcSQBIfiRmvk/s320/IMG_5862.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beau Beaumont, my Soul Dog</td></tr></tbody></table>While walking Beau this week, a neighbor had put this cart at the curb for trash pickup. I dragged it home behind me, while hold Beaus Leash. The chair on the left I had Bob drag it home from a neighbors driveway back in 2005. I spied it while driving to work, and called Bob and said walk down 6 houses to the left of our driveway and grab that office chair. <div><br /></div><div>The table, I saw in a driveway on the way to work, way back in 1985, the year we married. It had a card board sign that said $15.00 and went to work with me and moved here with us in 1989.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am in process or organizing bedroom/office and the trundle bed holding some of the junk while I work was bought in a thrift store in 2001, for $179.99 and I paid for it in Quarters. Rolled Quarters. I walked in and plunked down the bag of coins and said will this buy that trundle bed? She said Money Is Money.</div><div>Do you buy used things? Do you pick up things off curbs? </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLbp5EQxpX6EJkIP3gx8AZ3LpuxG3u1GpbC4rWEW1i5fejFqXUoC68EkkwsCjgDmlFvL_g-dGfzgXGg1cy1VUII7PLcqmqd2JHr8XmBJLcCPhwjZ0njUU7AddI_4KTe2wYWJiGkacs98royJqNrvlgMCfQg0bklnQhXsG4cvqjaP3kw1dfWVKQmcaDOSc/s2048/20240309_102230.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLbp5EQxpX6EJkIP3gx8AZ3LpuxG3u1GpbC4rWEW1i5fejFqXUoC68EkkwsCjgDmlFvL_g-dGfzgXGg1cy1VUII7PLcqmqd2JHr8XmBJLcCPhwjZ0njUU7AddI_4KTe2wYWJiGkacs98royJqNrvlgMCfQg0bklnQhXsG4cvqjaP3kw1dfWVKQmcaDOSc/w400-h300/20240309_102230.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p></div>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-69891058787815922132024-03-13T00:30:00.001-04:002024-03-13T00:30:00.135-04:00Nearly Wordless but Not (POO)<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDOjB5H2c-k25oVETrG9D-jcTb_StME61oGD47lM7ib2mrA__j217vKKEQtMsyoDDEWzpFsS4WPFVXgniINhnd-oEu9wurPa-1cTyFxVRNhyofto7Bfm4OSMxQsXOrZS6s3u9kZNzm3mMkLDncqy0AfE7qvNEN-gP_IzenP4HraAvlY1gELLqP2SldTpE/s4080/20240310_044654.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDOjB5H2c-k25oVETrG9D-jcTb_StME61oGD47lM7ib2mrA__j217vKKEQtMsyoDDEWzpFsS4WPFVXgniINhnd-oEu9wurPa-1cTyFxVRNhyofto7Bfm4OSMxQsXOrZS6s3u9kZNzm3mMkLDncqy0AfE7qvNEN-gP_IzenP4HraAvlY1gELLqP2SldTpE/w640-h480/20240310_044654.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">7 device Charging Station, photo taken in night mode Galaxy A14e Mobile phone</td></tr></tbody></table></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Its a little like a snake nest or Christmas lights, but it works. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"> For Ginny before you ask what red thing is.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">Its a magnet light that hangs under the counter over the coffee pot. See <a href="https://snapperone.blogspot.com/2020/07/another-new-gadget-purchase.html">2020 Prior Post</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsZLGnJWKcurNhyrIUse0qhG416WUzOV5X-mtK7Ad1kAuYbqIdmAe0pv85pBV28bV4NVpQthOUcXuJz7CiDQvBgESt2AhF0DcFeEQndWvv6q4S93I_Pr3CSDf78_1-0tn0yOAUnp2rdv7hHSZmIu3ztudPxTFFrijuPVG8zcqwS027NY9nRw_YAsDeIEE/s4080/20240310_044654-EDIT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsZLGnJWKcurNhyrIUse0qhG416WUzOV5X-mtK7Ad1kAuYbqIdmAe0pv85pBV28bV4NVpQthOUcXuJz7CiDQvBgESt2AhF0DcFeEQndWvv6q4S93I_Pr3CSDf78_1-0tn0yOAUnp2rdv7hHSZmIu3ztudPxTFFrijuPVG8zcqwS027NY9nRw_YAsDeIEE/w640-h480/20240310_044654-EDIT.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">POO (perfectly ordinary objects) same photo, on click lighting fix</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><p></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-67446878559762521472024-03-12T00:30:00.001-04:002024-03-12T00:30:00.124-04:00Guess what's trending???<p> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF2w1OMJdnAJectveqc-_mwoArVukqTyoOqmY6MJ66hRbeifLXkqasFgh5x9mHIEmyi41O7lOaxjLYTDDl33JeOeRdej6GapDQAeji4sfqE9Ie6jUw43Q3goOqSv8t9zJlfHxKp7mP-2wRQ9m4dw8f9tEuQ-4JxawS7pJVRB3txXYlNqMBmBf04Pmqtzs/s1024/trending%20skirts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF2w1OMJdnAJectveqc-_mwoArVukqTyoOqmY6MJ66hRbeifLXkqasFgh5x9mHIEmyi41O7lOaxjLYTDDl33JeOeRdej6GapDQAeji4sfqE9Ie6jUw43Q3goOqSv8t9zJlfHxKp7mP-2wRQ9m4dw8f9tEuQ-4JxawS7pJVRB3txXYlNqMBmBf04Pmqtzs/w400-h400/trending%20skirts.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bing Designer trending maxie skirts 2024</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></p><p>Guess what trending? Did you guess Maxie Skirts? Trending Skirts <a href="https://www.bing.com/images/search?q=maxie+skirts+are+back&form=HDRSC3&first=1">HERE</a> Maxie skirts are BACK! I had 4 of them back in the early 90's. Are you pondering just why I am telling you this????</p><p>Here is the answer!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Hefr_1v8BhOS0aCxqGYafeVuX4tMgOtWDSWi7_cHh5MS9zlABzqwtwmWFMGRI9Hj7Zeagt3TA6sMXFcevJwZQIWfgUEeKEDVaKwQxItTaiSW7ozh3pHevjSs9tX1n7yzUWqS0NCyda10nrFpRrbQuFjQE67r44T_iejZeqYKaNAII-J1GFDdnzPfZec/s1600/Facebook%20Shop" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Hefr_1v8BhOS0aCxqGYafeVuX4tMgOtWDSWi7_cHh5MS9zlABzqwtwmWFMGRI9Hj7Zeagt3TA6sMXFcevJwZQIWfgUEeKEDVaKwQxItTaiSW7ozh3pHevjSs9tX1n7yzUWqS0NCyda10nrFpRrbQuFjQE67r44T_iejZeqYKaNAII-J1GFDdnzPfZec/w640-h480/Facebook%20Shop" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>I bought one! I do not look like AI women above. I was too ashamed to take a photo of me in it. I did seflies in the mirror of me holding m trendy skirt. Maxie skirts have been around and around and around over the years. First women fought to wear short skirts and did, then back to the long, back to the short, all because of Fashion Trends.</p><p>Am I a fashion person? that would be a NO! Here is my excuse. I have really bad varicose veins. I went to the doctor and the only clothing I have are leggings and shirts. I had to wear that to the doctor. She wanted to see my leg. </p><p>Have you ever had to peel off leggins in a doctor's office? Taking them off and putting them back on is like an Olympic event when a person is OLD. I stepped in Bealls Outlet to see if they had wide leg pants that would be easier to remove. They Did but wow were they ugly. The store had racks and racks of maxie skirts.</p><p>I BOUGHT ONE! Next time I need to show my legs to the doctor I will wear the skirt, that will be the only time I wear it. you Will never ever sees a photo of me in it. or another one of me just holding it.</p><p>The good news is, it was only 12 dollars, and if I ever have the burning desired to TREND I can!!!!</p><p><br /></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-14534402527445117932024-03-11T00:30:00.001-04:002024-03-11T00:30:00.127-04:00New Batteries for Canon SX600<p> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHrLeTDCVfwBTXLWgzgdGmLs5hlE-GdxLeQkWf4PrC4Hp54E43XctW47n0TnusLzd4vIxvTNrGavRxhfXKU1VSIAk6JDVknrsf_2tInim3-RGA4nklAPDH9TJhykC0f7eIvN111UsAhkm2rEbfbuEml1RJnM9udf6wTCEFUZe31eWjmHfRi3dDGX-VgsA/s4032/IMG_8293.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHrLeTDCVfwBTXLWgzgdGmLs5hlE-GdxLeQkWf4PrC4Hp54E43XctW47n0TnusLzd4vIxvTNrGavRxhfXKU1VSIAk6JDVknrsf_2tInim3-RGA4nklAPDH9TJhykC0f7eIvN111UsAhkm2rEbfbuEml1RJnM9udf6wTCEFUZe31eWjmHfRi3dDGX-VgsA/w400-h300/IMG_8293.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I replaced the batteries in my Nikon 610 and found it was 9 years old and that now it works like it always did. I had no clue how old the Canon SX600 is and when I ran a search of past posts and up popped a post with the photo below.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I read the post, and it found a setting on the old camera I had forgotten about (really).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The setting takes 8 bursts, each photo is different scenes of same photo. What we do not use, we lose!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN4B3beZAmtID_PfFS4TVOWdwv5fINejpkDHSulWaQsSWYldaoZVBGfVeS1yQsFVxd9gj8RlbFRDJ4Qr1TV-1dmCmC7ojYHy-YFcJ-c5PpSZ4_0EnjczZnBinmtaO8i3LpvwitqEieCPmA4Y-fQp-pHkOysTaazxxh96sn1_yHU9iz0c7cG-fC0ewxvug/s1600/image.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN4B3beZAmtID_PfFS4TVOWdwv5fINejpkDHSulWaQsSWYldaoZVBGfVeS1yQsFVxd9gj8RlbFRDJ4Qr1TV-1dmCmC7ojYHy-YFcJ-c5PpSZ4_0EnjczZnBinmtaO8i3LpvwitqEieCPmA4Y-fQp-pHkOysTaazxxh96sn1_yHU9iz0c7cG-fC0ewxvug/w400-h300/image.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Can you guess what might appear soon on the MadSnapper blog?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Will there be 8 photos of something ODD? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Do you think it is ODD that I post what I buy, or is it ODD I took 4 photos of the scene from my lap? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Am I Odd?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I certainly hope so.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiioVGM_Ia8cuKITA2s8EIV_4SQGc5wm16bJPcK_pHFgJ0iJ1tJ6spMhV9vqRtsRCTKog78znUPMjGU6QWJDNxScfOq-BPSDTz7Z2kfFlvgTAtrXNAq9HMyizc6TcFaK2ChoXlwB1isca17G0Bk4bD3xnx3ZOlzPcTs_87ktjrhDB5V7zG_hTqi_cZ8rAo/s800/collage%20laptop.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="800" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiioVGM_Ia8cuKITA2s8EIV_4SQGc5wm16bJPcK_pHFgJ0iJ1tJ6spMhV9vqRtsRCTKog78znUPMjGU6QWJDNxScfOq-BPSDTz7Z2kfFlvgTAtrXNAq9HMyizc6TcFaK2ChoXlwB1isca17G0Bk4bD3xnx3ZOlzPcTs_87ktjrhDB5V7zG_hTqi_cZ8rAo/w400-h400/collage%20laptop.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-57074468940546982722024-03-10T00:30:00.015-05:002024-03-10T00:30:00.135-05:00PicMonkey Tutorial Selfie Sunday<p> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQRaSfVkD8mAaK15oAtaY9jvcB6_Tyi75eyC6OJxAxK3S60Jle0UsbXCCEqXq-wsM4X6fbrCfR1BV0Wb6RD6y1zQ9N4v2h4YtDWjiKBS4jrVnuRwTzZiYaunxIYRwhTMzvFk5ppOW1-AcjeiMkdRuIoLhYarmSp0WROAUDUCeNhqyrHJfk6w1gGnn0Vw0/s649/image.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="649" data-original-width="598" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQRaSfVkD8mAaK15oAtaY9jvcB6_Tyi75eyC6OJxAxK3S60Jle0UsbXCCEqXq-wsM4X6fbrCfR1BV0Wb6RD6y1zQ9N4v2h4YtDWjiKBS4jrVnuRwTzZiYaunxIYRwhTMzvFk5ppOW1-AcjeiMkdRuIoLhYarmSp0WROAUDUCeNhqyrHJfk6w1gGnn0Vw0/w369-h400/image.png" width="369" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The email from PicMonkey had me with the title of the new tutorial.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Reimagine, Transform, Create. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIEBt3P5Po5PZ5KU8w9T6IjFXY3-pCtePlThDtSlf6fnhWYVKBD69cySZVpD16TYkumdeV4CgYLFmXCYJyndIlT7jKZ795CKKxaYIwCrnZ4_Vdr5vfcVxKPmFio2bhyphenhyphenvlb1xsQepI_4aH584UpfQroiHcKqO4Y6fltILpcUraZ05Z_5GBlZc0ecyFTBIU/s886/image.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="886" data-original-width="711" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIEBt3P5Po5PZ5KU8w9T6IjFXY3-pCtePlThDtSlf6fnhWYVKBD69cySZVpD16TYkumdeV4CgYLFmXCYJyndIlT7jKZ795CKKxaYIwCrnZ4_Vdr5vfcVxKPmFio2bhyphenhyphenvlb1xsQepI_4aH584UpfQroiHcKqO4Y6fltILpcUraZ05Z_5GBlZc0ecyFTBIU/w321-h400/image.png" width="321" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I chose this one to follow. Yes, I know it's ugly, I just wanted to try it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWzBmC6hOXPgyu5DdlIJ2wqJWt1EhiLqcsgbjUlkEfoGjSEO3R9UU-UiOsfHrcWbJY522OYFyqWHEzCK5f_Q8ozLH894FeHxBCylP_bmPlOb2lTKbELb4gNM-gcHTxX6CxNtIeaaHcl4rVaiyjV6S3Py-ziDAMv_BUPPqNlGGICxE9l-GAxpuI9m-008E/s2500/Shutterstock_1269137383" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1656" data-original-width="2500" height="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWzBmC6hOXPgyu5DdlIJ2wqJWt1EhiLqcsgbjUlkEfoGjSEO3R9UU-UiOsfHrcWbJY522OYFyqWHEzCK5f_Q8ozLH894FeHxBCylP_bmPlOb2lTKbELb4gNM-gcHTxX6CxNtIeaaHcl4rVaiyjV6S3Py-ziDAMv_BUPPqNlGGICxE9l-GAxpuI9m-008E/w640-h424/Shutterstock_1269137383" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's a mess, but then so am I! he he he</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM-q1L7-ScXKlLzbCA0mbMf-bBbfuhMv0TZOQuU8jl5-ntK8W4u1M6ox801fVlzJuYa83SnkPzoU4Q6molbsOwr43sPMJQZ0QjelTDmb1wOpHC2OzSs0MICgFbiO03x8g2zRpesQadEsPxl4cgcgsaZZ_ee5VrWmjseQxKqZL3h13ZlGgmCrnIhF8wILs/s3972/Shutterstock_1040853859" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2115" data-original-width="3972" height="341" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM-q1L7-ScXKlLzbCA0mbMf-bBbfuhMv0TZOQuU8jl5-ntK8W4u1M6ox801fVlzJuYa83SnkPzoU4Q6molbsOwr43sPMJQZ0QjelTDmb1wOpHC2OzSs0MICgFbiO03x8g2zRpesQadEsPxl4cgcgsaZZ_ee5VrWmjseQxKqZL3h13ZlGgmCrnIhF8wILs/w640-h341/Shutterstock_1040853859" width="640" /></a></div><div>..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Sel_e7UngcBZCAa8HezufenDoFBxK0Z8VYjhIHbsk2SGw92_WMDHfa7y0YqlyNTrtVvcvWz9svmYVSVoHEZtmWOVepvI1gKXWxi3ck03digdufeK_l-Ghj7GeqhZu2nfNbZbr54wEvAy_zfHOopgLL9vTcir-kT6tNpQbuGonZWmW5-n8q5Nujk4CoY/s2208/IMG_8331.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2208" data-original-width="1242" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Sel_e7UngcBZCAa8HezufenDoFBxK0Z8VYjhIHbsk2SGw92_WMDHfa7y0YqlyNTrtVvcvWz9svmYVSVoHEZtmWOVepvI1gKXWxi3ck03digdufeK_l-Ghj7GeqhZu2nfNbZbr54wEvAy_zfHOopgLL9vTcir-kT6tNpQbuGonZWmW5-n8q5Nujk4CoY/s320/IMG_8331.PNG" width="180" /></a></div>It looks like I might as well stop griping about this, it was started way before I was born. <div>If you want to know the whys, the hows, the reason it will not change, and stay on one of the other this is a great <a href="https://www.wesh.com/article/daylight-saving-time-2024-explainer/60138968">ARTICLE</a>. and sad to say most of it makes sense. I need to learn to go with the flow.</div><div><br /></div>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-72863164743881467052024-03-09T00:30:00.011-05:002024-03-09T09:17:09.844-05:00The Great Fruit Ball<p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin9Ab75sJIB0QANU-fHMbvbgYI72H9fKCZBa3NnFkn1NTBBE3qkd2aq0te90kx0iE3rhcoS9K3GeY6FCtbIVoUuSyPkj0NEgDhwfdRTRoE89IcBAY72QzofkTz4mXC8MiiWFoRChKKnZWYdigAMeHoC_lCDb_GzeBwPg89LRsk_PA6OR4MgnvBqIvkp7s/s3717/Shutterstock_389632753" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2479" data-original-width="3717" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin9Ab75sJIB0QANU-fHMbvbgYI72H9fKCZBa3NnFkn1NTBBE3qkd2aq0te90kx0iE3rhcoS9K3GeY6FCtbIVoUuSyPkj0NEgDhwfdRTRoE89IcBAY72QzofkTz4mXC8MiiWFoRChKKnZWYdigAMeHoC_lCDb_GzeBwPg89LRsk_PA6OR4MgnvBqIvkp7s/w640-h426/Shutterstock_389632753" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lila and Berrylicious at The Great Fruit Ball</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Madsnapper input the ideas and my ghostwriter, Bing CoPilot wrote the poem, Designer AI created the dancing berries.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Berrylicious at The Great Fruit Ball</i></p><p>Once upon a time in the whimsical land of Berryville, there existed a plump and jolly strawberry named Berrylicious. Unlike other strawberries, Berrylicious had a secret: he loved to dance.</p><p><br /></p><p>Every morning, as the sun peeked over the strawberry fields, Berrylicious would sway to the rhythm of the wind. His leaves would flutter like tiny green skirts, and his seeds would twirl in delight. The other fruits would gather around, their eyes wide with wonder, as Berrylicious spun and dipped.</p><p><br /></p><p>“Look at him go!” exclaimed Peachy, the peach with a penchant for pirouettes. “He’s the sweetest dancer in the orchard!”</p><p><br /></p><p>And indeed, Berrylicious was a sight to behold. His red skin glowed like a sunset, and his stem wiggled like a leafy tail. His smile was as wide as the horizon, and his laughter bubbled like fizzy soda.</p><p><br /></p><p>One day, a grand event was announced: the Great Fruit Ball. Fruits from all corners of Berryville would gather under the twinkling starfruit chandeliers to dance the night away. Berrylicious’s heart skipped a beat. He had dreamed of this moment—a chance to showcase his moves on the grandest stage.</p><p><br /></p><p>But there was a problem: Berrylicious had never danced with a partner. He practiced his spins and hops alone, imagining a graceful raspberry or a sassy blueberry by his side. Yet, when the night of the ball arrived, he found himself partnerless.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVT8a3_e2XDFkAX3YmMSCloDNBysEjnqTk-4v9Ukk3ZZ018QQuS8sNPwP97ft65iXPKkEFhZEbya8th7_yjvzlUzq9FGqXxZZnkvd6K9pB8F9w8aY2sGG-yybAs-MQ_2s-fx93WQDsos4IhXoJPMh2Cbm4v_ewyqM_AiVl8mwIJJYkOM-p-5LRh5K53x4/s3717/Shutterstock_389632753%20copy" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2479" data-original-width="3717" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVT8a3_e2XDFkAX3YmMSCloDNBysEjnqTk-4v9Ukk3ZZ018QQuS8sNPwP97ft65iXPKkEFhZEbya8th7_yjvzlUzq9FGqXxZZnkvd6K9pB8F9w8aY2sGG-yybAs-MQ_2s-fx93WQDsos4IhXoJPMh2Cbm4v_ewyqM_AiVl8mwIJJYkOM-p-5LRh5K53x4/w640-h426/Shutterstock_389632753%20copy" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>As the music began, Berrylicious hesitated near the punch bowl. The apples waltzed, the grapes tangoed, and the watermelons cha-cha-cha-ed. But Berrylicious stood there, his leaves drooping.</p><p><br /></p><p>Just then, a soft voice whispered, “May I have this dance?”</p><div><div>Berrylicious turned to find Lila, a delicate strawberry with a blush-pink hue. Her seeds sparkled like stardust, and her stem curled like a ribbon. She was the most enchanting fruit he had ever seen.</div><div><br /></div><div>“Of course!” Berrylicious stammered, his seeds doing a jitterbug of excitement.</div><div><br /></div><div>And so, they swirled across the dance floor. Berrylicious led with flair, twirling Lila under the moonlight. They salsaed between the raspberry bushes, wiggled past the pineapple palms, and even attempted a daring grapevine step.</div><div><br /></div><div>The other fruits watched in awe. “Look at Berrylicious!” Peachy exclaimed. “He’s found his berry best dance partner!”</div><div><br /></div><div>As the night wore on, Berrylicious and Lila laughed, dipped, and spun. Their dance was a blend of sweetness and grace, like a strawberry dipped in chocolate. The stars twinkled in approval, and the fireflies clapped their tiny wings.</div><div><br /></div><div>When the final notes played, Berrylicious dipped Lila low, their stems touching. “Thank you for the dance,” he whispered.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lila blushed. “No, thank you,” she replied. “You’ve made my seeds skip a beat.”</div><div><br /></div><div>And so, the dancing strawberry and the blushing strawberry became the talk of Berryville. They danced at every moonlit soirée, their love story written in twirls and giggles.</div><div><br /></div><div>As for the Great Fruit Ball, it was remembered as the night when Berrylicious and Lila stole the show—a strawberry and a dance that became legend. And if you listen closely on warm summer nights, you might still hear the echo of their laughter, carried by the wind:</div><div><br /></div><div>“Dance, my sweet Berrylicious,” it whispers. “Dance like no one’s watching, and love like every seed matters.” 🍓💃</div></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The End</div><div style="text-align: center;">Which came first, the poem that was written by Bing CoPilot or the Microsoft Designer AI pictures of the Fruit ??</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsT5xORDZQJAnHqOY7-JYde2LkRbqtP0Nflxoc2gtmPbQsqMo-fDXkmpd2KiHoJENUqq0EJEWAfC8UfLMRe8EO2m8oQ_V1EvIaGh2ETAs4byTWNcBy0MYF8fTfLqP7JP1uSUhflb8Wu2c0By1uAvAYeLfeOkQfb6Hfk6dfXWeloGr927p7V9vJvLX0CqA/s1024/strawberry%20dance6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsT5xORDZQJAnHqOY7-JYde2LkRbqtP0Nflxoc2gtmPbQsqMo-fDXkmpd2KiHoJENUqq0EJEWAfC8UfLMRe8EO2m8oQ_V1EvIaGh2ETAs4byTWNcBy0MYF8fTfLqP7JP1uSUhflb8Wu2c0By1uAvAYeLfeOkQfb6Hfk6dfXWeloGr927p7V9vJvLX0CqA/s320/strawberry%20dance6.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-52425316980644839852024-03-08T00:30:00.001-05:002024-03-08T00:30:00.126-05:00What is Bigger than a Strawberry?<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdyfpgV_V_E01uE_75IzJfU5rAThdSLbwiHUngAPS99pqp6LaHGcHcF5WNvFtlCrR1BaaRmOBk5hYetj9U7tXL3MdhKVZQe7ur2er1_78iNGxoh1vIJveUzzdzWYg2-M9tEhUEBcR-KYd4EavoBcoVOkwRNaML9922_PSvLLzaBBwlTPtVk9k-57HVgCA/s4032/IMG_8294.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdyfpgV_V_E01uE_75IzJfU5rAThdSLbwiHUngAPS99pqp6LaHGcHcF5WNvFtlCrR1BaaRmOBk5hYetj9U7tXL3MdhKVZQe7ur2er1_78iNGxoh1vIJveUzzdzWYg2-M9tEhUEBcR-KYd4EavoBcoVOkwRNaML9922_PSvLLzaBBwlTPtVk9k-57HVgCA/w640-h480/IMG_8294.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I could not pass up a photo of the largest strawberry I have ever seen, there were 2 in the box. I found really ripe strawberries on sale for a $2.00 a basket, sign said, 3.99 buy one, get one free. They were delish, but the big one was not as good as the others, I sliced them and froze them for my fruit smoothies. Inspired by a berry the size of my coffee cup, my mad brain kicked into gear. I asked Bing to create a dancing strawberry and write a joke to go with it..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Why did the chubby strawberry become the life of the fruit party? 🍓</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Because it had the berry best moves on the dance floor and a juicy smile that couldn’t be beet! 😄 </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><i> authors, Bing CoPilot and MadSnapper</i></div></div><i><br /></i><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdVqx_SpCrfuLCCjys3ejGQo0sWgEEoQJqZS4dInxf5obZ4PzsX5ZJmoguZN0xmq8DfmdV4t9imiGgbcohtxu8aB61Nd1nUzzpoQ6cbyQaXXbvDKX7v2WuOMGV4ZF6zqRSnXKtJLAmk1v8_F4iEh109F2Hyg_3DUPsHN2gLB4GkmYl0wJpqfl3jhOr4Ss/s1024/dancing%20strawberrie%202.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdVqx_SpCrfuLCCjys3ejGQo0sWgEEoQJqZS4dInxf5obZ4PzsX5ZJmoguZN0xmq8DfmdV4t9imiGgbcohtxu8aB61Nd1nUzzpoQ6cbyQaXXbvDKX7v2WuOMGV4ZF6zqRSnXKtJLAmk1v8_F4iEh109F2Hyg_3DUPsHN2gLB4GkmYl0wJpqfl3jhOr4Ss/w400-h400/dancing%20strawberrie%202.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">AI and I, the MadSnapper</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Coming Soon The Mad Mind gone Wild at the Strawberry Ball....<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwPoeXVL7BBJroMYEFxqfAHPyyBFLbzaUO0ho6gRjgYTXKZajmByG_bkFy5luT8Utfqbz5TtbfUSY249oG-jVneOve5JzYR1-rxV_M6cy8uMD8Hpy7exA36gvGrj8YX0DfZHnnUuquW02u55ZFfnrQXukAr6r_7EVunkHCy8H5zxYUsrAxhvmMa6RqWns/s1024/strawberru%20damce6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwPoeXVL7BBJroMYEFxqfAHPyyBFLbzaUO0ho6gRjgYTXKZajmByG_bkFy5luT8Utfqbz5TtbfUSY249oG-jVneOve5JzYR1-rxV_M6cy8uMD8Hpy7exA36gvGrj8YX0DfZHnnUuquW02u55ZFfnrQXukAr6r_7EVunkHCy8H5zxYUsrAxhvmMa6RqWns/w400-h400/strawberru%20damce6.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-15521380136791375902024-03-07T08:56:00.001-05:002024-03-07T08:56:03.875-05:00Word Seeks<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsV_0v3LWqjm2il2UTVKFCIDaofgVfWPfFzKwVqIE_QEDdaiotNAWWNPPDjEL_M6nt4NkwMQzIrYWpTx-BlK38XTkaoXPbOumRNFDuwaqCWqSyhxtXlyhSqcrhmIEa0BZ7GlsVEtD9CZiCxpNM9OGLV4fgDMrpBBcj8Sjdc0bhKesmvx4hxJXQrvCZULc/s4032/IMG_8289.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsV_0v3LWqjm2il2UTVKFCIDaofgVfWPfFzKwVqIE_QEDdaiotNAWWNPPDjEL_M6nt4NkwMQzIrYWpTx-BlK38XTkaoXPbOumRNFDuwaqCWqSyhxtXlyhSqcrhmIEa0BZ7GlsVEtD9CZiCxpNM9OGLV4fgDMrpBBcj8Sjdc0bhKesmvx4hxJXQrvCZULc/w640-h480/IMG_8289.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will these be the answer to these problems?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Left sweet potato half cooked in microwave, for 4 hours, found when tried to heat left over rice for lunch</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Found rice heat pack heated and now cold, when I tried to sit my coffee cup in the microwave and almost spilled it on said rice pack.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I Did not complete the first page of the book on the left because after finding 3 words, my head was hurting</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">PLUS! got so frustrated trying to find books m in the new and better Wal-Mart, I nearly had a melt down.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My WM app said aisle K-24, asked two employees, they did not know where K was, I said to the 2nd one, it will be with the books, do you know where they moved them? Yes, they are in the arts/crafts directly across from the cash register of Electronics. Know they were NOT there since I had just come from there, I went back to electronics and the books were smack dab in the middle of the Electronics dept right next to the laptops.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will I remember where the books are next time? This is the Question!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Brain is</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDGJHvRtIsjT57vAcajtSNooRsFTbcaecsF1E_oEY8vNOJ3QD2W1s7kNjVusUZGor-nZWgWWsg2-6bNXzr4TU_tih3QZWTEXo8QQ1JmJrH1etnHmJgxxZP6egIJPlS_U0A0bOkDXc5tZn9vSeLt6mEbQBJupAVhA1iC2ek1IrOqYSxuS1HKZl3x75NOgA/s398/7636458f61f650bff967de9286911825cfeae8956f2312674dfaa93aa42171cd.0.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="398" data-original-width="398" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDGJHvRtIsjT57vAcajtSNooRsFTbcaecsF1E_oEY8vNOJ3QD2W1s7kNjVusUZGor-nZWgWWsg2-6bNXzr4TU_tih3QZWTEXo8QQ1JmJrH1etnHmJgxxZP6egIJPlS_U0A0bOkDXc5tZn9vSeLt6mEbQBJupAVhA1iC2ek1IrOqYSxuS1HKZl3x75NOgA/w200-h200/7636458f61f650bff967de9286911825cfeae8956f2312674dfaa93aa42171cd.0.png" width="200" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-57951793534168269932024-03-06T00:30:00.012-05:002024-03-06T00:30:00.122-05:00Staycation, comments off<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtVPhGmWmmIEcgyruA55jw_EhOJaVx2pockJyAj3LUK912WLRqtiJTculmrN2tVNycfpolpyb6GH5ubKYujVkkgRApRPnmkG398khtCxOVtVL5kv8nXNoAJ_OHC7hsOqaOouSJorL8wMuWHtXEdGL0nSORrmMJIHOfMrSvdUCdvR2begFu0vNj_qCafDQ/s400/Etsy%20Shop%20Owner%20Photo" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="400" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtVPhGmWmmIEcgyruA55jw_EhOJaVx2pockJyAj3LUK912WLRqtiJTculmrN2tVNycfpolpyb6GH5ubKYujVkkgRApRPnmkG398khtCxOVtVL5kv8nXNoAJ_OHC7hsOqaOouSJorL8wMuWHtXEdGL0nSORrmMJIHOfMrSvdUCdvR2begFu0vNj_qCafDQ/w400-h400/Etsy%20Shop%20Owner%20Photo" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-89073767235080660892024-03-05T00:30:00.003-05:002024-03-05T00:30:00.121-05:00Decoder, part 2<p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF3OXRxLT0jKr5LAEwBSm3x7URRwCHXw9Rjn7g6WSNE4E0bd2k7-Rygjd6IOHFrcCk5D4QNcWsdIgS3LcAPgO35jAiCS9hBDCfLFPGwo8oWXr3mqd4OqEeaykmxLBHgy8f85RVG42mDsK4lvC9ToG5ygL77MJSiRPKDqhlMtRVTijYFUSdsPNcsHYP18E/s1024/image.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF3OXRxLT0jKr5LAEwBSm3x7URRwCHXw9Rjn7g6WSNE4E0bd2k7-Rygjd6IOHFrcCk5D4QNcWsdIgS3LcAPgO35jAiCS9hBDCfLFPGwo8oWXr3mqd4OqEeaykmxLBHgy8f85RVG42mDsK4lvC9ToG5ygL77MJSiRPKDqhlMtRVTijYFUSdsPNcsHYP18E/s320/image.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He He He, the plunger just might suck that word out.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Yesterday, I told you I need a decoder, to help me find words, I have words, I can describe what it is, but can't find the right word. I wanted you to see what AI did with the word decoder. HUM! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ya think AI needs a decoder.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW65M3B2DZCJfdXKjqOI76w_k_Moi_6WUKhihqvg1b0CdAz_BqCvVvb8MIb-7tUXwqYbu-iBA23uviSOKxfW-sHHFnDONiBvZSrcSEYJ-Y4-IjCYGmC-HfcuhBJ-xvYBgCriieDKN7111ZUUJuwX3QyH4jH7ufT-aSYFx-Vcjnjv_FkpMq7tMZj4dNZUw/s1024/image.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW65M3B2DZCJfdXKjqOI76w_k_Moi_6WUKhihqvg1b0CdAz_BqCvVvb8MIb-7tUXwqYbu-iBA23uviSOKxfW-sHHFnDONiBvZSrcSEYJ-Y4-IjCYGmC-HfcuhBJ-xvYBgCriieDKN7111ZUUJuwX3QyH4jH7ufT-aSYFx-Vcjnjv_FkpMq7tMZj4dNZUw/s320/image.png" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">The question I asked in prior post,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"> If I can't remember the word I want to use, what is the person called that answers me with the word, OR says I DON"T KNOW? Do you know?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">In the comments I had these answers,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Blogger Yamini MacLean said...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hari Om</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">...an interpreter? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sparky said...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">That's why we have Closed Caption </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Latane Barton said...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">ask Alexa! (grin)'</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ann's answer is the one I would have used because I use it a LOT but did not think of it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ann said...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Well, I asked Copilot "If I don't know the word for something, what do you call the person who supplies that word for me?" Copilots answer was "an informant."</div></span></div><p>I did ask Google Girl and she had a lot of gobble gook and gave me the word for what it is when we can't find the word but did not answer the question. Word-Finding Difficulty: Aphasia or Normal?</p><div> Full Story <a href="https://www.lancastergeneralhealth.org/health-hub-home/2022/april/word-finding-difficulty-aphasia-or-normal">HERE</a> skip it if you don't care. I don't care anymore and just want to know how to FIX my Brain.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR2rHzZwdAZkkS5Ki4Th-fT7HtHHinxuLLRJVcX0A4FMmcZHxk2lNa9qHav8NjZD15fLuWdiIzk9Vpoj4RX5496hhs-7Sil4Ojdw5TbG0kCNfz2_BIyBh8EoTljPfUveoyXUiDkmygIteIGzxthkszNDywGj-wSCjDTtoZGLGt90Rj6NKunFWlSBdTmXY/s2048/IMG_8288.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1639" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR2rHzZwdAZkkS5Ki4Th-fT7HtHHinxuLLRJVcX0A4FMmcZHxk2lNa9qHav8NjZD15fLuWdiIzk9Vpoj4RX5496hhs-7Sil4Ojdw5TbG0kCNfz2_BIyBh8EoTljPfUveoyXUiDkmygIteIGzxthkszNDywGj-wSCjDTtoZGLGt90Rj6NKunFWlSBdTmXY/w320-h400/IMG_8288.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">today is Selfie Sunday, </td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-26586991220279218372024-03-04T00:30:00.009-05:002024-03-04T04:31:35.488-05:00New Tires on Truck<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV3_mPZe9m8r2pM4rBPuFGqBvheTwtt09w0b-1ZVicg9eH49q53hFbRkRibwWiVBrJAxcA74xbL-jv4uIv_tGZCNak6XNyR0k8x4BlCAjt3H2vdSv4sYI3R9BPb9pqlsNvXn5F3ia97EVEOQfzpsiI26L0D4zDXya-RSXX58QDnpWMSBs8TDmtRJFIFFQ/s4080/20240229_110220.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2296" data-original-width="4080" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV3_mPZe9m8r2pM4rBPuFGqBvheTwtt09w0b-1ZVicg9eH49q53hFbRkRibwWiVBrJAxcA74xbL-jv4uIv_tGZCNak6XNyR0k8x4BlCAjt3H2vdSv4sYI3R9BPb9pqlsNvXn5F3ia97EVEOQfzpsiI26L0D4zDXya-RSXX58QDnpWMSBs8TDmtRJFIFFQ/w640-h360/20240229_110220.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div>On Bob's Truck this Tire cost 220.66... I divided the total bill by 4 to get that number. The tire cost was 164.99, the rest were taxes, dump the old tires fees, the thingy you put the air in the tires with, assorted other fees but they did not charge for the AIR but maybe next time.</div><div><br /></div><div>Not a good chance of next time though, </div><div style="text-align: center;">$880.00 for 70,000 Mile Tires, $550.00 for 50,000 miles and B had to have the 70.</div><div style="text-align: center;">the truck is 19 years old and has 74,000 miles on it and</div><div style="text-align: center;">He now puts 20 miles per week.</div><div style="text-align: center;">He is 87, I am 79.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You Do the math... he says these are better tires and look better.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Plus, they have white letters.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">PS: the only reason I posted this is for my record keeping. I the future I can search and find how old the tires are, or what kind we bought.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8rIRHnka6fDrZ1hJyUpBT-WViC6TsNyeSxnNKxaRtGvUqBwjaY-gro0ssFD_1Y6cWESdNm878IP-fTpSLuBID_LRz1ppg6R3Hw355AFtwp77xjctoZB5BCYlIsD5YSB1jEwvdTDqjrDfwf1ISLc7cDpQzvjfexDcxWnK32RcMKcJyQy2vGp65W3iVPGA/s391/image.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="388" data-original-width="391" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8rIRHnka6fDrZ1hJyUpBT-WViC6TsNyeSxnNKxaRtGvUqBwjaY-gro0ssFD_1Y6cWESdNm878IP-fTpSLuBID_LRz1ppg6R3Hw355AFtwp77xjctoZB5BCYlIsD5YSB1jEwvdTDqjrDfwf1ISLc7cDpQzvjfexDcxWnK32RcMKcJyQy2vGp65W3iVPGA/s320/image.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjESPEV6lTtTEozUPWq2ufYVGor6UiXH6qsl2IBnvdX8y6k41EJB6GfGkYnaYOyqJl1ZTc453uCgYCLVxli1oqrbie61QziTNLSqO79vzl9HZzulKJxMAWemErKbioBnAshLjqZ7LrLOqoPvaZi6fLlOQqc7yjR1aW8_7sk7ZyNYexB7_Fo00WsP7ohIYw/s398/e64db65482428c941f41f571dd137bf507d14452e4c551f764099c3560f4bdb8.0.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="398" data-original-width="398" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjESPEV6lTtTEozUPWq2ufYVGor6UiXH6qsl2IBnvdX8y6k41EJB6GfGkYnaYOyqJl1ZTc453uCgYCLVxli1oqrbie61QziTNLSqO79vzl9HZzulKJxMAWemErKbioBnAshLjqZ7LrLOqoPvaZi6fLlOQqc7yjR1aW8_7sk7ZyNYexB7_Fo00WsP7ohIYw/s320/e64db65482428c941f41f571dd137bf507d14452e4c551f764099c3560f4bdb8.0.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-30815438112607209092024-03-03T00:30:00.001-05:002024-03-03T00:30:00.125-05:00Ducks are BACK~World Wildlife Day<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG4kDioXEOtgqU6r6upS88geQ8ahIbtZ_VYrIj3_Rd-tS0NXQlIEDLDZFd8zEcNV401rcWocYAppu-W1bXKlK8TnuLiVUMLfwg6ygiOD2zV42LCF-Eok6XCD8CGeDTG3XwSJ6hMK0nuubWdt6gZe6Sx1r4trCZ4yhLSmzsc4JaRYUvw_RWRqKKsfX0cNg/s1600/Facebook%20Shop" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG4kDioXEOtgqU6r6upS88geQ8ahIbtZ_VYrIj3_Rd-tS0NXQlIEDLDZFd8zEcNV401rcWocYAppu-W1bXKlK8TnuLiVUMLfwg6ygiOD2zV42LCF-Eok6XCD8CGeDTG3XwSJ6hMK0nuubWdt6gZe6Sx1r4trCZ4yhLSmzsc4JaRYUvw_RWRqKKsfX0cNg/w640-h480/Facebook%20Shop" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our three ducks came back and were swimming in the pool, I took 4 photos all of which were great of the ducks but not the pool or deck they were in and on.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Above is a combo of 3 of the photos, I removed the background and found beautiful green grass on PicMonkey free photos and popped them in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We are here to celebrate World Wildlife Day, connecting people and our planet.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQH7N3dej3ILAO5gknJPa4v9lR6Z4V1SLsM3U3MqsE98datMuC7jAUvrYoNj2_tKDpqw_tWLb1zmsLTCFe_9nyGAdFs4Rig39KgblLhD3tRfaR6UXofjM6XKXAiWqEdVqPp85ItRGlj8Ia1vVm5qmVpEt7NUOHon_9IJ-jD-btdIZ5x4eoRf2_wxEa5Q4/s3007/DSCN5380.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3007" data-original-width="2826" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQH7N3dej3ILAO5gknJPa4v9lR6Z4V1SLsM3U3MqsE98datMuC7jAUvrYoNj2_tKDpqw_tWLb1zmsLTCFe_9nyGAdFs4Rig39KgblLhD3tRfaR6UXofjM6XKXAiWqEdVqPp85ItRGlj8Ia1vVm5qmVpEt7NUOHon_9IJ-jD-btdIZ5x4eoRf2_wxEa5Q4/w602-h640/DSCN5380.JPG" width="602" /></a></div><p></p><p>I simply stomped my feet right after I took this photo and the three of them lifted up across the pool over the roof in perfect synchronization.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_VfsIc5283U9m6dwJHIP1DSsBAX639Fedu408dBUuAKRZMtf7UZhSP6yhaFuCBCca430UW7Fw1_5l7j88MXyzqeHOOrtm1u53ml6W8ymjdKoPZHagb23fgTf7zZckv_asGc9AO6TvxTVYyLUXcq_WYA5aVsUFBe2xVDWpfrMxZL4CMrCZhNUQDACl4DE/s4608/DSCN5381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_VfsIc5283U9m6dwJHIP1DSsBAX639Fedu408dBUuAKRZMtf7UZhSP6yhaFuCBCca430UW7Fw1_5l7j88MXyzqeHOOrtm1u53ml6W8ymjdKoPZHagb23fgTf7zZckv_asGc9AO6TvxTVYyLUXcq_WYA5aVsUFBe2xVDWpfrMxZL4CMrCZhNUQDACl4DE/w400-h300/DSCN5381.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">not good, but better with help from PicMonkey, see below</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTCXe3kn58zXSpbvL0x64P2vs3Ft7UtJn34HJWz3rs4W_xK0vu_Erkpbe_W-be3bIppb54FDLMe6oPu1E_H_zTIwnSBe1McxSthFUNBClzxBkDGkxa8AzdFGklJ5xUp-52uCS7qbhIoLUYi4GmCAlH8SE3qctFaT_ETarFXSH6Sj7-AlH9NN3TwQiI7BA/s4306/duck%20edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; 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Decoding?<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY9P8Yvga83vyBSipYs46sLWC_RxwzTQuwNOD7f6zBFcM1FTf8_9byQovI_NsFGApKzPqry86ChwKo-aAzBN3vH7A_eeGKHXWr3iEEhQ2PJbSJPXzHwpQouQ1WkUGm8pj0JrU2XJa0JOeZb1r-AszKXUPvPbZ0ko6g8M0KxgmwNF1cWzrHcInhkvmD3wQ/s480/talking%20lips.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="480" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY9P8Yvga83vyBSipYs46sLWC_RxwzTQuwNOD7f6zBFcM1FTf8_9byQovI_NsFGApKzPqry86ChwKo-aAzBN3vH7A_eeGKHXWr3iEEhQ2PJbSJPXzHwpQouQ1WkUGm8pj0JrU2XJa0JOeZb1r-AszKXUPvPbZ0ko6g8M0KxgmwNF1cWzrHcInhkvmD3wQ/w200-h200/talking%20lips.gif" width="200" /></a></div><br /><p>Bob, what's the yellow stuff that falls out of our trees and makes us sneeze called? " Huh?" he says</p><p>I say, you know the stuff floating on top of the pool that had you grouching all day yesterday, and it is running in rivers of yellow down the sides to the road. He says What about it?</p><p>I say in a LOUD voice, WHAT IS IT CALLED? He says "Pollen?" "POLLEN!"I yell. </p><p><br /></p><p>I was typing a story and I said to Bob, what is the long thing with a handle, hanging in the kitchen, that we kill flies with? he thinks a minute and says Fly Swat? FLY SWAT, I say</p><p>Again, while answering an email, I said Bob, what are sliced potatoes and onions cooked in a frying pan called? I don't know he says, I describe again and again he says I don't know. A few minutes later, I yell out HASH BROWNS! He looks away from the TV and says WHAT? </p><p>I said we need a decoder. I need a decoder. He says What is a decoder. OMG! I say, Someone who breaks the code in the war, so people know what the hidden words means.</p><p>Pondering, I type in to Google Search</p><p>What is a decoder?</p><p>Up comes this answer, Decoding phonics is the process of working out how to say (''sounding out'') an unfamiliar written word . I found this in Decoding Phonics teaching Guide<span style="background-color: white; color: #5f6368; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"></span></p><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAU1FK5PaGdGorTDsMBVxjj3x0ICYg7ONBJ-FSoE1aLwNgn6IbFPz2vXm91dtYwSYnS6SFyhuamuEGHvlli5iyynUd-Y089hFzY-iB8fpGBXxaEGVIbZQz45YF6EUEeded2x5lYI_gaodBHbholvfrznzodUvO6EKtGaXVDB92MlFWYM1jkkjLMPTpvbM/s744/image.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="592" data-original-width="744" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAU1FK5PaGdGorTDsMBVxjj3x0ICYg7ONBJ-FSoE1aLwNgn6IbFPz2vXm91dtYwSYnS6SFyhuamuEGHvlli5iyynUd-Y089hFzY-iB8fpGBXxaEGVIbZQz45YF6EUEeded2x5lYI_gaodBHbholvfrznzodUvO6EKtGaXVDB92MlFWYM1jkkjLMPTpvbM/w400-h319/image.png" width="400" /></a></div>Further down I see this picture.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_x5cbKqcTtGxdqGjG5ghcgwaWAvEEv_JjKDmKWRaIjqoKJiS_ipHOKAel_2aLPifapmR0dhvFmj4i2wMTleyOxqr_Nin2f7b2NXYHpsSq6y-xChFpk0LvOcQ8cHM80jykJlf0cTIkWH71HeQMPLewkm_6dH2gP77lFWXA_BfV9vpqpF5ut_BauR7e-A/s525/image.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="525" height="381" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_x5cbKqcTtGxdqGjG5ghcgwaWAvEEv_JjKDmKWRaIjqoKJiS_ipHOKAel_2aLPifapmR0dhvFmj4i2wMTleyOxqr_Nin2f7b2NXYHpsSq6y-xChFpk0LvOcQ8cHM80jykJlf0cTIkWH71HeQMPLewkm_6dH2gP77lFWXA_BfV9vpqpF5ut_BauR7e-A/w400-h381/image.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p>The Enigma machine is a cipher device developed and used in the early- to mid-20th century to protect commercial, diplomatic, and military communication. It was employed extensively by Nazi Germany during World War II, in all branches of the German military.</p><p>I type What do you call a person who breaks secret codes?</p><p>These people are cryptanalysts, also known as code breakers. Binary code is the basis for many modern ciphers. A person who communicates through secret writing is called a cryptographer. Cryptographers might use codes, ciphers or a combination of both to keep messages safe from others.</p><p>I still don't have an answer.</p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"> If I can't remember the word I want to use, what is the person called that answers me with the word, OR says I DON"T KNOW? Do you know?</span></p><p>I typed, cryptanalysts keeping messages safe in Bing AI</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-2qBZpipzCrH10r9KlBZVJPjrlNxSLXyihTZ0QWUh7sJqXMg-d_VSMpaaLp20t0Ih_5AadO_DAeZ7-bvRy0MFYfKJVCvca0c1l7jMre6dMdQxH2BvococTqPZRh1GFWRSJeATt68tQDaKSJ8We4BsOTWs-yYspEmUaeezvsve1e2blvlt08ZV5YV_hds/s1024/image.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-2qBZpipzCrH10r9KlBZVJPjrlNxSLXyihTZ0QWUh7sJqXMg-d_VSMpaaLp20t0Ih_5AadO_DAeZ7-bvRy0MFYfKJVCvca0c1l7jMre6dMdQxH2BvococTqPZRh1GFWRSJeATt68tQDaKSJ8We4BsOTWs-yYspEmUaeezvsve1e2blvlt08ZV5YV_hds/w400-h400/image.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">To be continued</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-58291738573112163802024-03-01T00:30:00.001-05:002024-03-01T00:30:00.131-05:00Bird Angels?<p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj8I6_kAJvoLF2EC3UwhXgfJP_b2jtgaeJdyOcOZVoENev2cxXOMacY5dIRVOG_aDTPno0lfVTbxcv1UZP4XPwooDtLMK7xSAHg2izE5LGGU2m0UxsFgvamv_i6lcUez2KQMuyAOtDWEea-qfFq58LEJnwMHvcMyYyNx7XCdg_WdUKhx1Qw66JEsq3PyY/s1600/Facebook%20Shop" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj8I6_kAJvoLF2EC3UwhXgfJP_b2jtgaeJdyOcOZVoENev2cxXOMacY5dIRVOG_aDTPno0lfVTbxcv1UZP4XPwooDtLMK7xSAHg2izE5LGGU2m0UxsFgvamv_i6lcUez2KQMuyAOtDWEea-qfFq58LEJnwMHvcMyYyNx7XCdg_WdUKhx1Qw66JEsq3PyY/w640-h480/Facebook%20Shop" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bing Image creator, by AI and I the MadSnapper</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p>On our ride out to the Natl Park last week, I said to Bob, look to your right, the tall Norfolk Pine, look at the top. It has 2 angels on the top, like a Christmas tree.</p><p>Sitting on the very tallest limb was an Ibis and almost leaning on it was a Seagull. I have never seen anything like that before. I stopped and we stared at them. I did not have a zoom lens, so no photo. .</p><p>Not a true pine, Norfolk Island pine ( Araucaria heterophylla) is a beautiful evergreen tree named for its native home of Norfolk Island off the coast of Australia. You are far more likely to see these trees in your living room, or in offices everywhere as potted trees. If you plant, it in sub tropics you get a really tall tree.</p><p>We cannot drive or walk a street in our city without seeing these beautiful tall trees. the one below is in our sunrise view each morning when I walk Beau.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHYVyrtkq2uduMaBqgbedwEeUcba3EI_khDJ2jshD1L2BJhCPW357rT7LWQP4THxKnTZTM1G71wSfRn1HPML4nb6jIbNmDYHCQH_AWWlgMaCXJXZSrZkVZHp0o2wNAbziCxPEARqA5llxkzqdOCeb-Tw6QNLQKf4s0A3G27dZR5Ox4VqK1WQWemojVt4I/s2048/20231208_070004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHYVyrtkq2uduMaBqgbedwEeUcba3EI_khDJ2jshD1L2BJhCPW357rT7LWQP4THxKnTZTM1G71wSfRn1HPML4nb6jIbNmDYHCQH_AWWlgMaCXJXZSrZkVZHp0o2wNAbziCxPEARqA5llxkzqdOCeb-Tw6QNLQKf4s0A3G27dZR5Ox4VqK1WQWemojVt4I/w640-h480/20231208_070004.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>See this cute baby Norfolk pine? If you live in Florida be careful where you plant it outside. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggAPZtoKMyc45aw4nFFBZ8gABWiHrUf2MeCzV4Gv7UWhIVH1libmo22qRFaHN8tzGbO-woeMAMRhEAyj8k7UryT1HQC4nJhMFHcQCJBB3UjljEgxhztcLt18yiat7jdhusnWgBGwmMUO8yJ6npbKqh7nipvbNQFOtcSDSTiX7AQY1njJxvkSjLPB_CeOc/s1026/image.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="524" data-original-width="1026" height="326" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggAPZtoKMyc45aw4nFFBZ8gABWiHrUf2MeCzV4Gv7UWhIVH1libmo22qRFaHN8tzGbO-woeMAMRhEAyj8k7UryT1HQC4nJhMFHcQCJBB3UjljEgxhztcLt18yiat7jdhusnWgBGwmMUO8yJ6npbKqh7nipvbNQFOtcSDSTiX7AQY1njJxvkSjLPB_CeOc/w640-h326/image.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Joining Nature Friday with Rosy and Sunny at <a href="https://llbinourbackyard.blogspot.com/">The LLB Life</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwsUd5M67kxmX2At7pCSzYg_eXcavH7lMIO0ShYd1fCqBnOzGasZ9l-b_5PHemy2BgCRtGixz6RdyC5YzpFwmoDy1s5Owx3FH1EheP4CF0Smy27DDGXDFv4BbSLTF_B3fyHJCVv3cfIr4mXr5OXmZPRjlI_QvM_swTn5mjU98pzopGtNbSoXT5_NoY9Ug/s320/NatureFridays_rev.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwsUd5M67kxmX2At7pCSzYg_eXcavH7lMIO0ShYd1fCqBnOzGasZ9l-b_5PHemy2BgCRtGixz6RdyC5YzpFwmoDy1s5Owx3FH1EheP4CF0Smy27DDGXDFv4BbSLTF_B3fyHJCVv3cfIr4mXr5OXmZPRjlI_QvM_swTn5mjU98pzopGtNbSoXT5_NoY9Ug/s1600/NatureFridays_rev.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-4610192299083029452024-02-29T05:14:00.002-05:002024-02-29T05:14:52.819-05:00Why I forgot a post and other stuff<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5_OO9WY4dGWgMsaIwcI1FULiO6wrtNcwroB-phNG0ZC8Q5sq62Ju-GnPSNr4aEjkMvOXO9P43J95crkJVWWIl66K-RZI1A61ajP4VybIx8phS0kpbgaGTMeNAMZiYRaRWS7wyMLphkLH-XkoF84vVAKui507bhMCiedjl68SYbOHU1R7q9T-o8OFFgzk/s4608/1stuff%20001.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5_OO9WY4dGWgMsaIwcI1FULiO6wrtNcwroB-phNG0ZC8Q5sq62Ju-GnPSNr4aEjkMvOXO9P43J95crkJVWWIl66K-RZI1A61ajP4VybIx8phS0kpbgaGTMeNAMZiYRaRWS7wyMLphkLH-XkoF84vVAKui507bhMCiedjl68SYbOHU1R7q9T-o8OFFgzk/w400-h300/1stuff%20001.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Pollen is EVERYWHERE! this is our Oak in the front yard, taken from the back yard. The pool is yellow, the deck is yellow, the streets are running with yellow.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">ACHOOOOO! how about YOU?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">While you think about your answer, this is the excuse story of why I forgot to post on Wed.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thursday past, we showed up for Bobs annual Primary Care Wellness Visit at 7 Am, which is the reason we continue to go to the worst doctor on the planet. the fact Bob can go EARLY and not have to WAIT since he is always the first patient of the day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Girl says, Dr R is out of the office until Monday, you should have received a call to reschedule.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I did NOT say what I thought, which was, if I got the call, I would NOT BE HERE.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We rescheduled for Wed 7:10 which is 2nd patient of day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Walked in door at 7, only ones there, check in, and WAIT!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">3 more check in, WAITING! they call all 3 in before us. 4th comes in, goes right in. I go to girl, and she goes to the back and comes back with story we are NEXT, we are no called, someone else goes in</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I will not repeat how I acted. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The worst part was even after I said something and she went back they thought we were for the other doctor, so said the nurse. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm livid and pacing. Because we are always first and out in 15 minutes, I had made appt at 9 to drop off Bobs truck, for tires and possible U joints replaced. We were in my truck not the drop off truck and the anxiety escalated. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">the idiot that calls himself a doctor, did NOTHING but BP, push down on stomach, crack a few jokes and hand us the orders for blood labs.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Rush home, get truck, got to Tire Plus, they have to order the tires, go home and go back on Wednesday. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In the past Quest lab allowed walk-ins, they don't anymore, I struggled to make the online appt and find one at 7 which is the most coveted, work my way through and at the end it says, charge to patient will be 266.66, let us know how you want to pay. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thinking maybe our Policy had changed labs I leave Quest and to UHC website and can NOT FIND THE LABS, call the number and GET AN AI ROBOT that informs me he can now understand full sentences.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">HE COULD NOT, 10 minutes of speaking LOUDLY to AI MAN</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I get a person and she says, Quest is still good and is no charge.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I return and make the appt and now wait to see what happens when we go.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That is why I woke up the next day with NO post on this blog...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ginny just notified me, there is no post today. I left this in drafts</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I told you the weeds are drowning me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFTeqrIBk7RNuzf5gY4I4gqxkqQiSHWFaG10Ys-c3iND-yKD3M0yXZpqV5UmaVSiFC0dJGQ1limgMQu7S6q5DVGuzh6M5V7CuU0JmtG2TmnKmab00B4NmaUhekhyphenhyphenJ0WzVDLGRHNLu0ORWuSdEvsdz-rDJ4NyvfR-N2rQ4Ov1ygkapBRBl6DPHF6U1KG0A/s4608/1stuff%20002.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFTeqrIBk7RNuzf5gY4I4gqxkqQiSHWFaG10Ys-c3iND-yKD3M0yXZpqV5UmaVSiFC0dJGQ1limgMQu7S6q5DVGuzh6M5V7CuU0JmtG2TmnKmab00B4NmaUhekhyphenhyphenJ0WzVDLGRHNLu0ORWuSdEvsdz-rDJ4NyvfR-N2rQ4Ov1ygkapBRBl6DPHF6U1KG0A/w640-h480/1stuff%20002.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">a gazillion little wormy looking twirly thingys full of pollen waiting to spray us today</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-8124974554856655712024-02-28T04:58:00.005-05:002024-02-28T04:59:57.417-05:00I Got Nothing but POO<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-qqeKRunrH471oey3aE2aY3-23aA6D-C_jxUNcsSnzb2nW9NN-zzkt-WmcS8J7U3UiViqFBnL4nKxnm8FspZU2ddoLUR-Fm1EFxG-1em_ykPUsD5ktdfCY-kfWWHRoVQAsT3Pz0usWd9V4IJLpfK31NDyueT2-BmkRPezTfGN8tKYDkBrt7zDzoc2Nk4/s4608/1stuff%20011.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-qqeKRunrH471oey3aE2aY3-23aA6D-C_jxUNcsSnzb2nW9NN-zzkt-WmcS8J7U3UiViqFBnL4nKxnm8FspZU2ddoLUR-Fm1EFxG-1em_ykPUsD5ktdfCY-kfWWHRoVQAsT3Pz0usWd9V4IJLpfK31NDyueT2-BmkRPezTfGN8tKYDkBrt7zDzoc2Nk4/w400-h300/1stuff%20011.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I woke up to only two comments on Beaus blog, none on this blog. I checked to see...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">did I put wrong date on post?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Did I put wrong post?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Did I forget to set on Auto post.?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I got Nothing, I had Nothing, I totally forgot I had NOTHING but POO. (perfectly ordinary objects)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lucky me, when I checked the camera and found two test photos that I took, mid day, bright sun, sitting in my chair while testing to see how far a 60 zoom would be and since I could hardly see, did not know what I got, which fits with I forgot to look in said camera and that I posted no post. I have an excuse but that will have to wait until I can remember it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Interesting that the background turns black when the hot Florida sun is directly up over my head.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That reminded me That DARN Time change is less than 2 weeks away.. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am already whining about it</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK2O6MwM0D3f1QaGpKLC6HZUGrbSd7WPIplxY7iUo299JINRmx3qOc4Kt-hclFb3faiSgsvxcgcR56qBjkOO4SxL7Of4daebjpP2rgpzSJ0Wl_4EE_7CQ_ro_O3sqVSYf5qB4MUusg7GfZaXCQtljD5u0a5IZqiw7LltNyaehNGmLblanyMXUZ461HLMg/s4608/1stuff%20010.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK2O6MwM0D3f1QaGpKLC6HZUGrbSd7WPIplxY7iUo299JINRmx3qOc4Kt-hclFb3faiSgsvxcgcR56qBjkOO4SxL7Of4daebjpP2rgpzSJ0Wl_4EE_7CQ_ro_O3sqVSYf5qB4MUusg7GfZaXCQtljD5u0a5IZqiw7LltNyaehNGmLblanyMXUZ461HLMg/w400-h300/1stuff%20010.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-46528912584487436182024-02-27T00:30:00.006-05:002024-02-27T00:30:00.240-05:00Three Shoots in the Belly<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlexXB-kV31dMkv3mghAItyT0nDRXfqEKjP6fCfnGL3KeA2kIgjvMVzc7qY3m0EBjsyXZj5WcnuEelE46t8Yois1kbQI9goinnl4FADlgs9ETg-56kvzzWZg9srK0LAP2zCCHK4sPsYB1XD2WJhdoTJfHf-e6kXNaxtW4wzBN3JwWc6jPeabfKp0KuFfw/s1024/AI%20Moonshine4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlexXB-kV31dMkv3mghAItyT0nDRXfqEKjP6fCfnGL3KeA2kIgjvMVzc7qY3m0EBjsyXZj5WcnuEelE46t8Yois1kbQI9goinnl4FADlgs9ETg-56kvzzWZg9srK0LAP2zCCHK4sPsYB1XD2WJhdoTJfHf-e6kXNaxtW4wzBN3JwWc6jPeabfKp0KuFfw/w640-h640/AI%20Moonshine4.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;">Blood Kin, Three Shoots in My Belly </p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;">Moonshine whispers
flow, Kentucky hills hide secrets, Barrels clash like storms.</p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;">Three shoots in the
belly, A tale of courage or despair? The echoes of gunpowder linger,
As life hangs by a fragile thread.</p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;">In shadows, secrets
whispered, The pain etched deep within, Choices made, paths diverged,
Fate’s cruel hand, a twisted spin.</p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;">Was it love or
vengeance burning? A dance with destiny, so wild, Three shots, a
symphony of endings, In the quiet, where shadows compile.</p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>Note: This poem
is a fictional creation and does not reflect any real-life events</i>.</p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"> (created by Bing CoPilot AI at my command of “write a poem about
moonshiners in Kentucky feuding and a man with 6 shoots in the
belly”)</p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vmySNRYZ_dzuNnXmtEjbK4BOJtaMj2nVR58Un5d8PrEnPWDVgTv3wj8JjNbRtYgFQThM5tuzPZhl6rHhYf6625pJLJfwLDoppcfLUoUjlggReN1MkxQ6EZoFMrZRNbav-LywKbY3HcFXiBknXjrIY2n7n46hBPEA7oNMEpvaddKBZuTYQnKnXovGPKg/s1024/AI%20Moonshine2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vmySNRYZ_dzuNnXmtEjbK4BOJtaMj2nVR58Un5d8PrEnPWDVgTv3wj8JjNbRtYgFQThM5tuzPZhl6rHhYf6625pJLJfwLDoppcfLUoUjlggReN1MkxQ6EZoFMrZRNbav-LywKbY3HcFXiBknXjrIY2n7n46hBPEA7oNMEpvaddKBZuTYQnKnXovGPKg/s320/AI%20Moonshine2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWgsHik1nzejg23mHYLb549cDqsJQNdeJXC-p9Odk9zpTA8KcgP13vwK44Wp8wSvGzHF1SJ9UD2p2QjefBGLvwt48s_SUZmVkqqL3w5Sh73aq5rx0vBWD_Rd4et0FuVd3bdFPpwntHXJKc3n09bYbFoUQU29sdphv6PMTB2LzzqlH-t6cUsB0fiNW0SW8/s1024/AI%20Moonshine!.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWgsHik1nzejg23mHYLb549cDqsJQNdeJXC-p9Odk9zpTA8KcgP13vwK44Wp8wSvGzHF1SJ9UD2p2QjefBGLvwt48s_SUZmVkqqL3w5Sh73aq5rx0vBWD_Rd4et0FuVd3bdFPpwntHXJKc3n09bYbFoUQU29sdphv6PMTB2LzzqlH-t6cUsB0fiNW0SW8/w640-h640/AI%20Moonshine!.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shots? or Shoots! they both might kill you. Super Creative Talents from Bing.<br />It was the shots that caused the shooting.</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="text-align: center;">Poem created from my story on prior post</span><a href="https://snapperone.blogspot.com/2024/02/blood-kin.html" style="text-align: center;"> Blood Kin</a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-18084501776110477652024-02-26T00:30:00.001-05:002024-02-26T00:30:00.242-05:00Tummy Tamer Tea<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5c6F4Dwpr8As3ZicSMoCIfkuSHEJEy-tvqlxmWIbfNjguBoCvUBztdyiMDIJdltp6ctZCX36CGKuds8VL-9sjBVMPNM5N_hlASXf3kTv44OZEvaAZ7rf1kEBSXNihygRe23Ru5ekQJTeYqEsAKjlPZnkAK8lhyDpe7QRQWUhnOAX6lWFnywibky4lRSI/s893/image.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="893" data-original-width="531" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5c6F4Dwpr8As3ZicSMoCIfkuSHEJEy-tvqlxmWIbfNjguBoCvUBztdyiMDIJdltp6ctZCX36CGKuds8VL-9sjBVMPNM5N_hlASXf3kTv44OZEvaAZ7rf1kEBSXNihygRe23Ru5ekQJTeYqEsAKjlPZnkAK8lhyDpe7QRQWUhnOAX6lWFnywibky4lRSI/s320/image.png" width="190" /></a></div><p><br /></p>I has been six weeks since I ordered <a href="https://www.heatherstummycare.com/p/teas_fennel-can-bags/fennel-tummy-teabags-can/">Heather's Tummy Care, Fennel Tea bag.</a><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxsb81stMa-wHZVmmYbJ6NIdzwu34xa5_acBoeLL82zsezsKUemvnpcuGj8ydTzenVuoBMmSLotH_GXd_UbXvEBzR63ZCHo_F3ZxutOvYA_AedfiZYE_u0TheGgPU49RGAthSAzHYvf7IfnNhzSm9RYkdGy5Ej9Y9nd3VQQX7714C7V8xJ1iAfm8tpfnE/s4080/20240222_121233.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxsb81stMa-wHZVmmYbJ6NIdzwu34xa5_acBoeLL82zsezsKUemvnpcuGj8ydTzenVuoBMmSLotH_GXd_UbXvEBzR63ZCHo_F3ZxutOvYA_AedfiZYE_u0TheGgPU49RGAthSAzHYvf7IfnNhzSm9RYkdGy5Ej9Y9nd3VQQX7714C7V8xJ1iAfm8tpfnE/s320/20240222_121233.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I used all 45 of the bags that came in the Tin. One a day, and on a rare occasion a 2nd cup in the PM. I drop the bag in the cup, heat 1 cup water to rolling boil and gently drizzle over tea bag, wait 10 minutes each morning at wakes\ up. Any cramps or bloating I have is gone within 5 minutes of the first 3 sips. In PM if I eat something that causes gas/bloating, like legumes, I make a cup and sip and it is gone in a few minutes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I tried teabags from Amazon that look exactly like these, and they do not work well at all, plus I had to use 2 per cup to get it strong enough.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I ordered the <a href="https://www.heatherstummycare.com/p/teas_fennel-pouch-bags/fennel-tummy-teabags-pouch/">145 bags</a> from Heathers Site. There are many other benefits from Fennel Tea and the seeds. I am starting to research those, <a href="Health benefits of fennel tea include improving immunity, balancing hormone levels, eye health, aiding in digestion, reducing inflammation, and lowering blood pressure">THIS </a>was my first search</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Health benefits of fennel tea include improving immunity, balancing hormone levels, eye health, aiding in digestion, reducing inflammation, and lowering blood pressure</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Does it taste delish? not really but It Works like Magic.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOrDmy9iRMkWbq78XG5BxxdWn01sNnsHV0Ki2Oawc9ddl2G3T9dRGu6pFKzHbbJW_CWjviaotvZfswWmZyjLwaUnMLEqr52ohFKB1T5UBHd9izkSWNtVKcfCfFc8Q-8YcgNpvRVzzqntyKuYYox_-y_zg6Pptn8Jlzh3k25g80k6eFje6WU7V1fhhl8D4/s4080/20240222_121322.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOrDmy9iRMkWbq78XG5BxxdWn01sNnsHV0Ki2Oawc9ddl2G3T9dRGu6pFKzHbbJW_CWjviaotvZfswWmZyjLwaUnMLEqr52ohFKB1T5UBHd9izkSWNtVKcfCfFc8Q-8YcgNpvRVzzqntyKuYYox_-y_zg6Pptn8Jlzh3k25g80k6eFje6WU7V1fhhl8D4/s320/20240222_121322.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I love it so much I asked Bing AI to create <div>"Tummy Tamer Fennel Tea a cup of tea with a fennel plants sitting in a mystical garden"<p></p></div><div>I love all of these.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4yuYNNKA-YDbHXKSGy0lfaJegpVZ2xq88hlWM0uWSAjxoZA1zoLXb3pfa875NEC_t0rP2dkPsgjvV-Kv-FCWeOS2rWhyphenhyphengFqFqSmVYZokbfk8k7p5pNr8MW3hAS4E2gKO8uXAAExOh02gOMTWiDmHRDoWTJVlg1BXFsI3UM2BAoH-Od7MlrhHmJt40ub8/s1024/Fennel%20Tea3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4yuYNNKA-YDbHXKSGy0lfaJegpVZ2xq88hlWM0uWSAjxoZA1zoLXb3pfa875NEC_t0rP2dkPsgjvV-Kv-FCWeOS2rWhyphenhyphengFqFqSmVYZokbfk8k7p5pNr8MW3hAS4E2gKO8uXAAExOh02gOMTWiDmHRDoWTJVlg1BXFsI3UM2BAoH-Od7MlrhHmJt40ub8/w400-h400/Fennel%20Tea3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN1e9j3V86rBa6AX82F9b_tT-Ln2WlxFYFiBD5mc3dd0iM0RA4q4wuM7_0NBULVFxdrHosj1Z3G4uoq08qdwHdW1m8LmEfXrxS4toGMNfJD2ELmEsFA04BUV9UBHD9ZLwiu5-vqh7P2AL_OkCXEy6R1rJ6-3ofrhrmnA5B7DG2xTEX9BeE2eqcoBQ4WSA/s1024/Fennel%20Tea4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN1e9j3V86rBa6AX82F9b_tT-Ln2WlxFYFiBD5mc3dd0iM0RA4q4wuM7_0NBULVFxdrHosj1Z3G4uoq08qdwHdW1m8LmEfXrxS4toGMNfJD2ELmEsFA04BUV9UBHD9ZLwiu5-vqh7P2AL_OkCXEy6R1rJ6-3ofrhrmnA5B7DG2xTEX9BeE2eqcoBQ4WSA/w400-h400/Fennel%20Tea4.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8a79zYzMWYo8D9S97KKOwLkIieuAJQQl5k3uwW6H4zKXRCzX-0Fpe9TGsa46hLVYXr_X0tWpqVq-LQu23Ay1JxkwG_34bLPdn7GvlLP1IZrciUfoagdE3YmIT63wh8Z_XDRh1489ixEmYn_5bB2sV-Z5carumuFOWwjqHfZ1YoYziveoOcVDOaOZ10OA/s1024/Fennel%20Tea.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8a79zYzMWYo8D9S97KKOwLkIieuAJQQl5k3uwW6H4zKXRCzX-0Fpe9TGsa46hLVYXr_X0tWpqVq-LQu23Ay1JxkwG_34bLPdn7GvlLP1IZrciUfoagdE3YmIT63wh8Z_XDRh1489ixEmYn_5bB2sV-Z5carumuFOWwjqHfZ1YoYziveoOcVDOaOZ10OA/w400-h400/Fennel%20Tea.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is my pic of favorite because it says the name and I love the cup, but my favorite is below. Which is your favorite?</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6esE5KYqa5LeLRYW__-MHPv76pLxac2w4B6yl-IqAWFZABBnpKtLBWIoqQNMcnOko_Bxxls-VX_9UI3wwoDmJJdFNZHCdGv4U06QBn7SkywqoP6_KWhxbYnxWUO8a6hyphenhyphen0QUiyYH1oUGtsnj7_HtboKGwbtSkM3OyY1vugV_PwnknINecx5uZ9208calk/s1024/Fennel%20Tea2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6esE5KYqa5LeLRYW__-MHPv76pLxac2w4B6yl-IqAWFZABBnpKtLBWIoqQNMcnOko_Bxxls-VX_9UI3wwoDmJJdFNZHCdGv4U06QBn7SkywqoP6_KWhxbYnxWUO8a6hyphenhyphen0QUiyYH1oUGtsnj7_HtboKGwbtSkM3OyY1vugV_PwnknINecx5uZ9208calk/w640-h640/Fennel%20Tea2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-24482863322060699912024-02-25T00:30:00.001-05:002024-02-25T00:30:00.244-05:00Shadow Shots Sunday<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSxGEfYTBGCdI_1aE533kk94kyceI5Eb8czlstB7VNPdQZA5nfgFPuohhHbET2dHb46a3axv6VeqfpqV76cNFzWvzYO2MeuolYWCipjQeCeyFlwyyn-kngZ7EmfSFY3ljnJKSazt-iLU_cI1iD-Z5bpM75o1xvSMCcjOLl9BwHmCmJq5bYndFPZRGMLDM/s640/image.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="550" data-original-width="640" height="550" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSxGEfYTBGCdI_1aE533kk94kyceI5Eb8czlstB7VNPdQZA5nfgFPuohhHbET2dHb46a3axv6VeqfpqV76cNFzWvzYO2MeuolYWCipjQeCeyFlwyyn-kngZ7EmfSFY3ljnJKSazt-iLU_cI1iD-Z5bpM75o1xvSMCcjOLl9BwHmCmJq5bYndFPZRGMLDM/w640-h550/image.png" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love shadows created on POO (perfectly ordinary objects) these were taken in 2014 in our Desoto Square Mall, that has since closed. You can see how empty the beautiful mall was at lunch time. I was fascinated by the sun paintings.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCkM5be3PhJU_vopNbZtk1rdXG4CDMZ-rbY5MSRh1t6oZLDhvLoSxxnsQ3t3zeC2YHAQ900VfoOwemlDw5TLuelaC8fm0ehKvVy4URKXnZ4Bt248Hx7LLzv5MgaQ_GWAoI8qwJm7GE3-D7K-iYwxBjpOb7XtwcGGqTPwmRt5DHocPbYm4alLPgGgJY20A/s1600/image.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1341" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCkM5be3PhJU_vopNbZtk1rdXG4CDMZ-rbY5MSRh1t6oZLDhvLoSxxnsQ3t3zeC2YHAQ900VfoOwemlDw5TLuelaC8fm0ehKvVy4URKXnZ4Bt248Hx7LLzv5MgaQ_GWAoI8qwJm7GE3-D7K-iYwxBjpOb7XtwcGGqTPwmRt5DHocPbYm4alLPgGgJY20A/w536-h640/image.png" width="536" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg84pexI1CSNXOFvpNgt45g2GH3hqMXWYfLjY72YkOJav0RXZr1hwwefX5h3xtNjE8NDz2M_GvHTQbF4lpg6WXLaf2d4V3I7-gb53M7pqRiKqE9YgKTqthF88-R_J15t5LWzqMuuUT1HbGSpCspS4voiJgpEzhsmrN5QSIglhYZWRq32Pl9ZMxQEsqfKZU/s1600/image.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1151" data-original-width="1600" height="460" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg84pexI1CSNXOFvpNgt45g2GH3hqMXWYfLjY72YkOJav0RXZr1hwwefX5h3xtNjE8NDz2M_GvHTQbF4lpg6WXLaf2d4V3I7-gb53M7pqRiKqE9YgKTqthF88-R_J15t5LWzqMuuUT1HbGSpCspS4voiJgpEzhsmrN5QSIglhYZWRq32Pl9ZMxQEsqfKZU/w640-h460/image.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ice cream booth in the Food court. We had lunch and while eating I saw this and after we finished went wandering for more sun shadows. you can tell bob was really excited waiting on me to Snap Myself Silly</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-81373083149389486522024-02-24T00:30:00.017-05:002024-02-24T00:30:00.128-05:00Well DUH! Who knew?<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis8HYxHEfV40MSiIBqwzB9P-A8NNOw0lz7_6PrPq5x3EPSCY9DOtbFlSro1iYawQOL4jtab9OnxKTkhuKS-zRL-FWT8HdR8Qo179995HiBrcqr804yGUcIyRv7FPFuhrzqV19PdbWPgrCS3f8ZGfB3JlPVWpDcdCijuDTKIczLUtrhcYvoWlkz97pu_5o/s2048/IMG_8274.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1797" data-original-width="2048" height="562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis8HYxHEfV40MSiIBqwzB9P-A8NNOw0lz7_6PrPq5x3EPSCY9DOtbFlSro1iYawQOL4jtab9OnxKTkhuKS-zRL-FWT8HdR8Qo179995HiBrcqr804yGUcIyRv7FPFuhrzqV19PdbWPgrCS3f8ZGfB3JlPVWpDcdCijuDTKIczLUtrhcYvoWlkz97pu_5o/w640-h562/IMG_8274.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>this is my Nikon Coolpix 610 purchased in 2015. It is now 9 years old. Some of you will remember I turned over a cup of hot chocolate and the camera was under the table in the chair and had cocoa running down it. See prior post <a href="https://snapperone.blogspot.com/2021/06/chocolate-waterfall-gone-wild.html">Chocolate Waterfall.</a></p><p>A year ago, I put the camera away because the photos were not a clear, and sometimes it refused to work at all. I did not want to pay for repairs on and old camera. </p><p>I saw a bird I wanted to show you, and could not get it with the cell phone. After looking at the price of a new zoom camera I dug this one out, to see if it worked and the batteries were dead. After recharge it still refused to come on, but if I wiggled the screen it would for a take a clear pic then a few blurry pics.. DUH! all it needed was a new battery. Bob said if the batteries are the original, how old is the camera 2nd DUH! </p><p>It turns out batteries have a shelf life.... who knew??? Bob Knew!</p><p>I BOUGHT A NEW BATTERY, in fact TWO batteries since 1 was 15.00 and 2 were 17.00. </p><p>PS, yes I took these photos and that IS THE TINY CHRISTMAS Tree still out and it is Feb 21 and NOW we wait for that bird to reappear.</p><p>PS again, I like the cell better because it auto puts the photos in Google Photo Folder. Bah hum bug on USB cords to upload in computer and then move to the cloud. I will if I have to ha ha</p><p>You can see how the camera takes pictus over at Beaus Blog <a href="https://fourpawsetc.blogspot.com/">Fourpaws Today</a></p>MadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.com15