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“You know, in the old movies, whenever a girl would get seriously kissed, her foot would just kind of… pop.” (Anne Hathaway – The Princess Diaries). Who will make my foot this kind of...pop?
Both foot tattoos have seashells on them with water splashing around. Artist Bill Parks. Savanna Illinois.
November 24, 2017
Roosevelt Island Hike
Near Arlington, Virginia
The island is within the District of Columbia.
Washington D.C. - USA
Thanksgiving week in Washington DC
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This image was easy to make. Just sit in the tub with bubble mix and red food coloring.The really hard part was getting to Mercury and getting all those silver linings without popping the bubbles. I did get a good tan though… ..Abstract image, This is the size and depiction of the original image, which was 2 foot by 6 foot at 300 dpi. This one is 72 dpi...Free personal or commercial usage if you give attribution to ArtGrafx.
(Dang it all, how did I get another video on its side?) I am 6 foot 1 1/4 inches in my stocking feet ( I prefer "in my hose feet" ) and have always been deathly afraid of towering above the maddening crowds when in public, hence part of my great fear of going out. You see I also love heels, even small ones! This video is a break through for me in more ways than one, you see this is my very first time actually in public and close enough to be seen and interact with people! More on this great day and event later! But for now, I somehow got the courage to walk into a grocery store. Do you recall that first time, it seems that you steel your nerves and then some sort of auto pilot takes over....and in you go! In any event the moment I went in I grabbed a grocery cart and off I went! Within a few seconds I noticed a tall very attractive blond GG. She was tall in the attractive sense to me, not tall in the freaky, could play in the NBA sense. I said to myself, I have to find out just how badly I must stand out, being now 6'1 1/4" with another 2 inches of heels. So I headed off for this pretty blond with the sole intention of somehow standing next to her and getting a visual comparison of what a monster I surely was! Much, much, much to my surprise, as you can see in the video, she was almost exactly my height! ........ Wait a minute, if I think she is quite attractive and of a normal, albeit not short, size.....then can it be true, do I not stand out in a public place as some gigantic freak of nature causing everyone to immediately turn and stare at the amazon woman, or worse, at the bride of king long! ( Say, Do I talk to much in these little essays? Does anyone besides Toni Richards or NikiLynn read this far? -giggle) in any event, I was stunned upon review of this video that this attractive blond MILF in the produce section was almost exactly my height (even with my heels on)! This may be old hat to many of you, but for those of us 6 got and above, it was a stunning revelation to me that I could go out in public and not stick out as some oddity or freak! What an awakening! I will wait for another day to discuss how I looked and felt otherwise. I notice that the blond in the produce section gave me a hard look as I walked away! Was I read, did I look at all passable, what was she thinking? This was such an exciting emotive day for me that I have no recollection or feel for how I was! I know I have a long way to go, but this was one incredible day for shy little reticent Bobbi!
By flinging him across the lawn in the opposite direction, I can sometimes take two full steps before he grabs my heel.
these are the smaller Spanish stones my friend, Paul, brought me back from his holiday a few years ago . . .
We stopped at a restaurant and there about a dozen Iguanas, sleeping, eating and passing by. After awhile I got down on the ground with the Iguanas and waited for them to approach me. I think the locals had a good laugh but the Iguanas didn't seem to mind.
Well, what else can you say about this remarkable bird. This is why you fly thousands of miles and spend bukus of money -- to see this bird. So happy that this least he could do was pose for me.
Wivenhoe railway foot crossing, a train approaches just after sun down, Saturday 12.8.17
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Both foot tattoos have seashells on them with water splashing around. Artist Bill Parks. Savanna Illinois.
Observe the man's foot. Sadness and intent permeate his gaze. In the background the irony of color on discarded oil drums.
Africa, despite abundant natural resources, remains in many ways the most humble of continents, and Niger humble amongst the humble. I was struck by this man ekeing out a living, applying his foot to a crank, the kind of work which for decades has been taken over by machines elsewhere. Yet little goes to waste in such an environment, as the multi-colored barrels, both beautiful and ominous, above and around him attest to. It is as if he is being crushed by a world totally beyond his control.
Yesterday evening we planted pumpkins and corn in our friend and neighbor Eve's garden. We've run out of space in our vegetable patch and she offered one of her beds that hadn't been planted. After our labor, Aurelia plopped herself in Eve's Peruvian hammock and I had to drag her home for dinner. You can take the girl out of Cuba, but you can't take Cuba out of the girl.
Happy Father's Day and HSS!