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Because today is Earth Day, Esa brought Danbo to Mars to observe the earth
Because of reduced gravity on Mars walking is difficult so you can better jump.
Danbo finds it a bit scary, but he soon enjoys it.
The view towards the earth is magnificent
DANBO:
Bleep..bleep (waves to his friends, especially Bogart in Australia)
Bleeep....luv Bugart...bleeeeep
ESA:
Blop...blop
Comforting words from Danbo to Fuzzy.
Sometimes he doesn't feel happy.
He misses his beloved Canada.
DANBO:
Beep... luv Fuzzy.
Bleep...Bugart...sweet...Fuzzy
FUZZY:
Thanks for your kind words Danbo
You are so nice to me and Bogart is so nice to me too. I love you both very much. I want to be your friend forever, but sometimes I'm a little sad because I miss Canada.
DANBO:
Luv... Fuzzy (Gives Fuzzy a kiss)
FUZZY:
Oh...Thanks Danbo....I feel a lot better already
Peter owns a grocery store.
The first customer enters.
PETER:
Good morning
Can I help you?
DANBO:
Bleep....1 + Bleep.....1
PETER:
Oh...you mean 2 screws
I have it for you
And... you're lucky!
It's 1 plus 1 free this week!!!
Shall I pack it for you?
DANBO:
Bleep
PETER:
That will be 1 cent
DANBO: (gives 1 cent)
Bleep
PETER:
Thank you!
Have fun with it!
DANBO:
Bleeeep!!
PETER:
Bye
Danbo wants to make a cup of coffee for his friend Bogart, but has never made coffee before.
DANBO:
Luv Bugart.....
Bleep...bleeffee...cleeffee.....cuffee
Danbo hears a knock on the magic door.
He carefully walks towards....
The knocking gets louder... it turns into banging.
Danbo carefully opens the door....
There's a stranger standing there
DANBO: (shocked)
Huh... bleeeeeeeeeep
Danbo slams the door and catches his breath for a moment.
Thinks.......
After 10 minutes he opens the door again.
DANBO:
Bleep...bleep
An answer follows: Esa...esa...
Living near Yosemite, I'm there a couple of times a year and I keep going back to this spot. It's my favorite view of the valley. I keep hoping that one day I'll be there and the light, clouds and river will all be perfect and that I'll some how manage to capture it (I hate that term used as a noun for picture). We were there on this January morning freezing our bleeps off. But there are starting to be problems with it. This shot was taken two years ago. Now the saplings growing along the near shore have gotten to the point that one will soon have to wade out into the river to get a clear shot of the valley.
Fuzzy, Danbo, Peter and Caddy are friends with Bogart, Rosie and Freddy from Australia www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/
Fuzzy, Danbo, Peter and Caddy prepare for the winter cold.
FUZZY:
I'm so glad it's going to be winter Danbo. It reminds me of my native Canada.
DANBO:
Bleep..bleep...wlinnterrr...luv Bugart
CANDY:
What do you think of my hat Freddy? I can wear it in winter and also in summer.
PETER:
Rosie...my princess...what do you think of my hat?
Mummy Marian knitted it for me. It's nice and warm. It's getting colder here.
Heel veel berenkusjes van je prins Peter XXXXXXXXX
PETER:
Thank you for returning Cuddly Bear to me.
That's why I have a present for you...
This is Fozzy....also a bear to cuddle
DANBO:
Bleep...bleep...Fluzzy?????
PETER:
No...not Fuzzy...but Fozzy...the one from the Muppets.
DANBO:
Bleep...Fuz...Foz...Flozzy...Bleep
PETER:
I hope you are happy with it!
DANBO:
Bleep...Floz..zy
DANBO:
Hehe....bleep bleep....
GNOME: (sleeps deeply and snores)
Grrrrr......tssssss.....grrrrrr....tssssss
Ha..hatsjoe.
ME:
No Danbo .... don't wake the gnome
When gnomes are awakened from their deep sleep they are very grumpy.
Go play with Bogart
DANBO:
Bugart...luv Bugart....ply ..pla...play Bugart
PETER:
Oleg??? Where is my princess Rosie?
And what are you doing here Nadu?
OLEG:
Don't talk to me....I have a headache!
NADU:
I had to entertain you all and teach you dance steps
PETER:
I can't remember
CADDY:
Freddy? Where are you? Do you have a glass of water for me?
FUZZY:
Oh...terrible Benny! Your farts smell awful
BENNY:
Sorry Fuzzy.....I think I ate too many oliebollen
PEDLAR:
I'm so tired from dancing and my paws hurt so much
DANBO:
Bleep bleep! Room...me..oooooooo!
MARY:
Oh...no Romeo...don't look at us!
ROMEO:
Da...da...da
1-1-2023
Happy New Year to all the Flick Bear friends!
Fuzzy and Danbo made friends with Bogart who lives in Australia. They are invited for high tea.
Fuzzy is a little nervous.
FUZZY:
I'm so glad Bogart invited us over for a cup of tea. We've got to put on some decent clothes Danbo. I'll put on a nice hat and maybe I'll have one for you too.
Let's have a look... (searches through his stuff and finds a red hat). How do you like this Danbo?
DANBO:
Bleeeep!!!!
FUZZY:
Red Hat..
Try saying it
DANBO
Rud...bleep...Hut...Rud Hut....Hed Rut..bleep.....Red Hut....Red Hat!
Red Hat....Red Hat
Luv Bugart....Kiss Red Hat
FUZZY:
Very good Danbo!
Are you ready for it? We now go to Bogart
I feel so good!
Let's sing....
For Bogart....Sweet Home Alabama
Bleep bleep bleep BLEEP bleep bleep!!!
I really need more outdoor time.
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[Bad Unicorn] Personal Bubble
**JPK Kowloon Chunking Mansion
CHRISTMAS BEAR:
Hello dear Danbo..... How sweet of you to ask how I feel. Actually not that good. I'm so tired. There are still a lot of Christmas packages to be delivered. I'm worried if I can deliver them on time.
And my reindeer Durolf slipped and fell. He hurt one of his legs.
DANBO:
Bleep...bleep Bugart????
Bleep...bleep Fluzzy????
Bleep...bleep Pladdy????
Bleep...bleep Dladdy????
CHRISTMAS BEAR:
That's sweet of you, but I don't think they'd like helping me deliver the packages. The idea is that they get packages and not that they have to deliver them.
I'm going to sleep for a few hours first, then I'll see what I'm going to do. Come on Danbo...come cozy next to me.
One moment ....... here you have a brass screw ... your favorite food.
DANBO: (eats screw and lays next to Christmas Bear)
Bleep...bleep
In the middle of the night:
DANBO:
Bleeeeeep...bleeeeeep
Peter hears Danbo's bleeping and sees him walking out in the yard.
Peter goes to Danbo...and then....
PETER:
OMG.....Nooooo Danbo....don't open that door....that's dangerous.
Fairy Mum has said that the door can be opened with the golden key. Only if it appears in one of your dreams!
DANBO:
Bleeep....Luv Bugart...bleep
PETER:
No Danbo! Bogart isn't behind that door.
Danbo has now opened the door a little bit.
PETER:
Nooooo.....there's fire behind the door.
We have to close the door as soon as possible
FUZZY:
How nice and quiet it is here Danbo, Marty and Benny.. Do you think so to?
DANBO:
Bleep.... Bugart
FUZZY:
I miss Bogart too, but we'll see him again soon, I promise Danbo.
MARTY:
Yes .... having a holiday is so nice.
Do you agree with us Benny?
Benny! I said something to you.
BENNY:
Huh...O..Sorry Marty. I was thinking about something.
MARTY:
May we know what you are thinking about?
BENNY:
Well .... I thought of a bowl with 4 scoops of ice cream with whipped cream.
MARTY:
Actually, I'm interested in that too. It's so hot in the sun.
FUZZY:
We ask Mummy Marian
DANBO: Bleeeeeep!!!
MARTY:
Can I ask something Mummy Marian?
ME:
Of course you can ask something.
MARTY:
Can we have an ice cream... it's so hot.
ME:
That's a good idea Marty!
I like that too
Come on bears... let's go get some Italian ice cream.
MARTY, BENNY, FUZZY, DANBO:
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!
DANBO:
Bleeep....tu..tu..tu tum ....bleep Bogart.
ME:
Are you saying you'd like to drink tea with Bogart?
DANBO:
Bleep....Luv Bogart
ME:
I'll just ask him.
Dear Bogart....Danbo would like to drink a cup of tea with you. Do you think that's okay?
Lots of hugs from Mummy Marian
PETER:
Hello friends around the world.
I want to show you my new boots.
Got it from Mummy Marian because I always have cold paws in the winter. They are a little too big, but Mummy Marian filled it up with paper and now they fit just right.
They are cool don't you think?
And... Danbo! You wear my shoes! Those are mine!
Besides, you put them on wrong. The left shoe must be on the right leg and the right shoe must be on the left leg and that one must be the other way round.
DANBO:
uh...?
Bleep...sloe...bleep.
PETER:
Ok then... you can lend them for a while, but then you have to put them on in the right way. Come on, I'll help you.
Do you have clean legs?
DANBO: (lifts up one of his legs)
Bleep!!!!!
PETER:
Well eh....I don't need to smell it Danbo...I believe you
DANBO:
Luv....Petter
#MacroMondays
#Dots
Another theme, another watch ;) No, seriously, I struggled with finding something interesting with dots, even though for this theme dots can also be small holes or droplets. The original plan was to photograph the hour and minute separator (the colon) on one of my Casios. Although I was a little in doubt if these counted as dots because on a digital watch these "dots" are squares. But when I got really close to the display with the macro lens, I discovered dots of a different kind: the pinpoints of light of the LCD panel. My "dot-finding problems" were solved ;)
I assume that the panel used for this display is a TN-LCD (TN = Twisted Nematic) because that is what Casio uses for most of its digital watches while the better STN-LCD panels are reserved for the high-end models. TN-LCD was introduced in 1974, and it is still used even for cheaper (UHD) monitors and such. The display of this watch is a negative one which means that its legibility is not the best, especially because this is also a tone-on-tone coloured display made of a very dark, almost black-ish purple as background and a warm rose-tone for the numbers, etc. And unless there is a light source from above (daylight/sunlight works best) checking the time is a guessing game. But since I never wear this watch at home, only outside, the legibility is still good enough, and I bought that thing for its multicolor bezel anyways (please check the first comment where you can find a detail of said bezel which I'd photographed for our "Low Key" theme in September '22) ;)
Setup: The best way to photograph the watch's display was to mount the camera to my repro/copy stand and shoot straight from above. I still had to do some book stacking to get the watch as close to the lens as possible, but that was nothing compared to the days when I had to clumsily balance the table tripod on a (very unsafe) pile of books to be able to shoot straight from above. I also used the Oly's High-Res mode so I would be able to crop out a small part of the image while still retaining a good resolution and a big enough frame. My lightsource was a single photo LED lamp with natural light from the left. Processed in DXO PL6, LR, and Color Efex.
In case you wonder what the diamond-shaped symbol in the lower right corner is: it's the "alarm on" indicator, and it blinks a few times every full hour (and the watch bleeps).
HMM, Everyone!
DANBO:
Bugart???
Love Bugart!
FUZZY:
No Danbo...that's not Bogart.
It's a bear lamp
Look closely...the color can change to rose blue and green.
DANBO:
Bleep..bleep...Bugart...ose
Bugart..bleep....buuu
Bugart..geeeen
FUZZY
You guessed the colors right, but it's not Bogart.
DANBO:
Luv Bugart
FUZZY:
I also love Bogart.
You know what...we're going to ask if he comes over to see the bear lamp. Then we will eat and drink something sweet.
DANBO:
Bleep..bleep
Danbo was looking for a new home and found it with Mummy Marian. He is very welcome and has made friends with everyone. Fuzzy is very happy that Danbo has come and they have a good conversation. Although.... Danbo reacts a little differently.....
Today Danbo and Fuzzy are going to the sea with Mummy Marian in the camper.
It is a beautiful day with plenty of sunshine.
Arrived at the sea they get food and drink
Fuzzy sandwiches with honey and chocolate milk. Danbo ground copper Meccano screws and sewing machine oil.
Fuzzy tells Danbo that he is from Canada.
FUZZY:
What a beautiful view we have over the sea Danbo
DANBO:
Bleep...bleep
FUZZY:
The sea is so big. Canada is in the distance. In my imagination I can see it. You know Danbo...I miss Canada every now and then.
(Picks away a tear).
DANBO: (understandable look).
Bleep...bleep..bleep.
FUZZY:
I'm happy with you Danbo.
You know...I have a very good friend in Australia...named Bogart.
I ask if he wants to be your friend too.
Do you think that's a good idea?
DANBO:
Bleeeeeeeep!
when will it stop, we don't know.
But it will tell us, and keep telling us when it's finished.
Do you find yourself shouting at it, 'yes I can hear you bleeping, I'm just coming'.
'Spinning around' for the Smile on Saturdays theme.
Danbo has also participated in the Easter egg hunt. He has found two eggs and is transporting them in a small cart. They are for two friends in Australia: Bogart and Daddy
DANBO:
Bleep...1 luv ugg Bugart....bleep
Bleep...bleep ....1 blu... ew ugg Dad..ddy
Thanks to Bogart and Daddy's good help, Romeo got a clean nappy. www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/
DANBO:
Bleep..bleep
ROMEO: (sucks on pacifier)
Da..yum..yum...daddy
11th June 2015 - When that thing bleeps you just have to take it.. I really like this shot and in my humble opinion it couldn't have been posed better if it had been a set up shot..
PETER:
Stooooop....Danbo Stop!!!!!
You're going the wrong way!
You drive into the abyss!!
Australia is on the other side.
DANBO:
huh?? Bleep...bleep
Bugart...luv Bugart
PETER:
You have to reverse the car!
Come on I'll help you
Pic By Pammy
Without the pain, let’s get down again
Conscience left, disappeared without a trace
Bones and metal twist, they shudder from the sound it makes
If I die please shoot my ashes into outer space
Replace this heart with a metal pump please
Spark wires and fire me up with a jump-lead
Replace this brain with a motherboard
Delete the memories so I don’t suffer more
I don’t want to see the pain
I don’t want to breathe again
Speaking in code, check the bleeps and the tones
Lies get exposed so speak what you know
You reap what you sow then you eat what you grow
A brand new heart made in steel and it's cold
With this armour I built that is keeping me whole
I’m a cyborg like your Sci-fi story said
I don’t really want to feel now
This is for the best
SCOTTIE:
Haló little one
So you're Danbo isn't it
Well...I'm MacScottie.
I am from Scotland and I am here on holiday.
I love myself, whiskey and a good Scottish breakfast.
Shall I teach you some Scottish words?
DANBO:
Bleep....luv....Bugart
SCOTTIE:
Let's see....I won't make it too difficult for youI
I = tha
love = gaol
I love Bogart = Tha gaol agam air Bogart
Give it a try.
DANBO:
Bleep...tatata..bleep.. gol aker...bleep....Bugart
SCOTTIE:
Not quite right yet.
Come...have a small glass of whiskey.
It's from Jack Daniels
ME:
Nooooo MacScottie!
Danbo can't have whiskey
We don't drink whiskey in this house.
And Danbo only drinks sewing machine oil
SCOTTIE:
Sewing machine oil? Yikes!!!
Not even a cocktail?
ME:
No...not a cocktail either
SCOTTIE
sorry ma'm
Sting wrote this song about famed gay author Quentin Crisp and his experiences as an outcast. Crisp moved from London to New York in 1986, and Sting spent several days with the author.
Narrative base> Roe v. Wade and next step. (Nailed boots)
Main setting > out of place, not adjusted.
All happens in full sight> full sun
It will destroy the future for many.> fucked up boots in water. With such, you can't walk and make a new path. (Wheel > transport)
Shame> head low
Umbrella > hiding
Water shows a half and bad reflection. Inner believes in doubt. (Kippahl)
Thank you so much for all the group invites, it is much appreciated!
Merci pour votre visite et fav's/commentaires!
Thanks for your visit and fav's/comments!
ME:
You say all the Easter eggs have been found dear ones?
Hmm... strange. I don't see the dark chocolate eggs.
By the way, where's Benny?
I didn't see him at the egg hunt.
We're going on a Benny hunt now....I have my suspicions.
Come on guys....we're going to look for him
Everyone is looking for Benny.
Somewhere in a corner at the back of the garden, hidden between the plants....
FUZZY:
I got you!!!!
BENNY: (caught in the act)
What???
FUZZY:
You stole the dark chocolate Easter eggs!
BENNY:
No...I didn't steal them
I saved a few for my friend Jago and my pal Ted
FUZZY:
I think there are many...much more than we found!
CADDY: (Comes to see)
Oh...there you are Benny...with the Easter eggs.
DANBO: (also comes to see)
Bleep...bleep...Luv Bugart....egg-bleep..Benny
ME:
Hey Benny...we were looking for you.
How nice of you to look after the dark chocolate Easter eggs.
You are a sweet bear.
Come along...then we'll divide them among our bear friends
BENNY:
Eh...Yes...of course Mummy Marian...we'll do that!
Also one for my friend Jago and my pal Ted??
ME:
Yes, of course Benny
WINNIPEG: "I'm going to catch you little Scout! Gggrrr..." *Growls deeply, but in a friendly way.*
SCOUT: "Eeeeee!" *Squeals with excitement as he runs.* "You won't catch me!"
WINNIPEG: "When I catch you, little Scout, I'm going to sweep you up in my arms and give you a big black bear snuffly kiss! Gggrrr..." *Growls deeply again, but still in a friendly way.*
SCOUT: "Eeeeee!" *Squeals with excitement.*
BOGART and ROSIE: "Eeeeee!" *Squeal with excitement because Scout squeals with excitement.*
WINNIPEG: ":And then I am going to catch you and give you big black bear hugs and snuffly kisses, Rosie and Bogart!"
BOGART and ROSIE: "Eeeeee!" *Squeal with even more excitement.
PETER: *Comes running from the magic portal through Daddy's garden and up to Rosie.* "Oh! Mijn allerliefste Prinses Rosie! Are you alright?"
ROSIE: "Oh mijn Prins Peter! What a lovely surprise!"
PETER: "Are you alright, mijn allerliefste prinses? I heard your squeals from the magic portal and I heard mijn beste vriend Scout too! I had to make sure you were alright!" *Worried.*
WINNIPEG: "I've nearly caught up with you, little Scout! Gggrrr..." *Growls deeply again, but still in a friendly way.*
SCOUT: "Eeeeee!" *Squeals with excitement and keeps running.*
ROSIE: "Oh yes, mijn prins! You are so kind and brave to come and rescue me! I shall give you some soft snuffly kisses! But we are fine! We are just playing chasey with Winnipeg, who is soooo much fun to play with!"
BOGART: "She loves playing hide-and-seek, Peter!"
ROSIE: "And chasing us around!"
WINNIPEG: "Gggrrr..." *Growls deeply again, but still in a friendly way.*
SCOUT: "Eeeeee!" *Squeals with even more excitement.*
PETER: "Oh that is a relief!" *Wipes forehead with paw.* "I thought you were in danger mijn allerliefste prinses and mijn beste vriend too!"
SCOUT: *Calls.* "Oh mijn allerbeste vriend Peter! Come and play chasey with us! We are having soooo much fun with Winnipeg! Eeeeee!" *Squeals with excitement again.*
PETER: "Alright mijn allerbeste vriend! I will! Thank you!"
ROSIE: "But not before some soft, snuffly kisses, mijn prins!" *Gives Peter ten soft snuffly kisses.* "I'm so glad you are here!"
WINNIPEG: "I caught you Scout!"
SCOUT: *Giggles as Winnipeg sweeps him in to her paws.*
WINNIPEG: *Gives Scout a big black bear hug and snuffly kiss.*
SCOUT: "That was soooo much fun, Winnipeg! Thank you!"
WINNIPEG: *Carefully returns Scout to the ground.* "Now I'm going to chase you, Bogart, Rosie and Peter!" *Growls deeply again, but still in a friendly way.*
ROSIE, BOGART and PETER: "Eeeeee!" *Squeal with excitement and run away.*
My bears Paddy and Scout have made very good friends with two bears in Holland called Peter and Oleg www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/galleries/721577154558... and www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/galleries/721577233464... and their Mummy Marian Kloon (on and off) . Peter and Scout are very similar, so they have become best friends. Peter loves Rosie, and Rosie loves Peter, so they have become prince and princess to one another.
Winnipeg the black bear recently arrived at Mummy Marian\'s Marian Kloon (on and off) house and enjoyed tea with Woody as you can see here: www.flickr.com/photos/66094586@N06/55064053770/in/datepos..., or in the first comment below. She cleaned herself up, even cleaning her nose and ears as you can see here: www.flickr.com/photos/66094586@N06/55069469497/in/datepos... or in the first comment below. Now she is here to have tea with Paddy: and now that tea is over, she is playing with the little bears.
Scout was a gift to Paddy from my friend. He is a Fair Trade Bear hand knitted in Africa. His name comes from the shop my friend found him in: Scout House. He tells me that life was very different where he came from, and Paddy is helping introduce him to many new experiences. Scout catches on quickly, and has proven to be a cheeky, but very lovable member of our closely knit family.
Bogart has travelled all the way from Georgia, via Alabama as a gift to me from a friend. He has lovely Southern manners and seems to be a fun and gentle soul with an inquisitive nature.
Rosie is Scout's cousin, because like Scout, she is a free trade knitted bear from Africa. She was made in Kenya by one of the Kenana Knitters, Martha Wanjira. She is made from home spun and dyed wool. She was a gift to me from two very dear friends, including the one who gave Scout to Paddy.
Lovingly handmade from the softest jet-black alpaca plush, paired with a fawn-coloured muzzle, Winnipeg features embroidered detailing on her paws, captivating life-like eyes, and a cheerful smile. Inspired by the real Canadian black bear who played an important role in the history of AA Milne's beloved Winnie The Pooh stories, Winnipeg has been released by Merrythought in a limited edition number of 1.926 to celebrate the centenary of Winnie the Pooh. She is number 31.
Thank you to Marian Kloon (on and off) for the use of her photos of Oleg and Peter in my photo montage.
The weather is beautiful
Danbo goes for a walk with baby Romeo
On the way, Romeo begins to cry.
Danbo takes Romeo out of the stroller and hugs him .......
DANBO:
Huh....
Romeo has a wet diaper.....
ROMEO:
Da...da..Daddy
Danbo doesn't know what to do
BOGART: "Hullo Danbo! Look! I have come visiting Mummy Marian's house to see you my best friend and Fuzzy my best friend. Bleep... luv Danbo!"
DANBO: *Looks up at Bogart, then back at Peter's Cuddly Bear that he holds.* "Bleep! Bugart... luv Bugart?" *Confused.*
BOGART: "Oh Danbo that isn't me." *Giggles.* "That is Peter's special bear, Cuddly Bear."
DANBO: *Looks up at Bogart, then back at Peter's Cuddly Bear that he holds.* "Bleep! Bugart... luv Bugart?" *Still confused.*
BOGART: "I know, Cuddly Bear looks like me. He could be my little brother. But he isn't me. I am me, and Cuddly Bear belongs to Peter."
DANBO: "Bleep... luv Puter... Bleep... luv... cludd..ly... bleep... blear... Luv Bugart!"
BOGART: "Oh I love you too, Danbo! Bleep... luv Danbo! Now please give Cuddly Bear back to Peter. Peter must miss cuddling him."
DANBO: "Bleep... kiss... Bugart?"
BOGART: "Oh yes, of course we can kiss, Danbo! Bleep... luv Danbo!"
DANBO: "Bleep... luv Bugart!" *Kisses Bogart.*
My bears Paddy, Scout Bogart and Jago have made very good friends with four bears in Holland called Peter, Oleg, Benny and Fuzzy (www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/galleries/721577154558...) and their Mummy (www.flickr.com/photos/66094586@N06/) . Bogart has also befriended Danbo... well, I’m not quite sure what Danbo is, but Bogart seems to know (www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/galleries/721577206753...). Danbo mistook Peter's special bear, Cuddly Bear for Bogart. I do see the similarities. So Bogart has come over to clear up the mistake Danbo has made about Cuddly Bear, and is making sure that Danbo returns the special little bear to Peter, his rightful owner. You can see this in the link here: www.flickr.com/photos/66094586@N06/52260805383/in/photost... or in the first comment below.
Bogart has travelled all the way from Georgia, via Alabama as a gift to me from a friend. He has lovely Southern manners and seems to be a fun and gentle soul with an inquisitive nature.
Thank you Marian Kloon (on and off) for the use of Danbo's photo in my collage of two images.
....and it's a good thing. May as well get some enjoyment from them for a few weeks to months yet.
The snow was already too deep to bother trudging around in to get at them.... and, now... another 18 inches or thereabouts has fallen in the past few days.
There will be more today ....and, who knows how much more before we're done with winter around here.
I bleeped out the bird feeders so it looked better ....
This is the view from my kitchen window......and, now the lady across the street is turning her other lights on as well... this night she just had on some tiny ones behind her little wooden reindeer..... now the ones near the front porch are on as well.
When I drive around in the dark I see lots of houses still have lights up and are turning them on.... they look so pretty in the snow.
Fuzzy and Danbo sit high up on a construction scaffold in front of mummy Marian's house. The view is fantastic, but they are a little sad.
FUZZY:
I no longer miss my beloved native Canada so much my dear Danbo.
It's nice living in the Netherlands. But you know...I miss my and your friend Bogart. www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/
Do you miss Bogart too?
DANBO: (tear in his eye)
Bugart...Bugart...luv Bugart...miss Bugart
FUZZY:
Oh no Danbo...don't cry or your screws will rust.
I wonder how Bogart will be.
Maybe he's busy or lying in the spring sun.
DANBO:
Rrrrrring Bugart...rring...Bugart.
FUZZY:
That's a good idea Danbo to call Bogart.
Only I don't know his phone number.
DANBO:
Nlet..nlet...in...Bugart
FUZZY:
Nlet..in??? Oh...you mean internet.
That's a good idea too, only I don't know how the internet works.
DANBO:
Wrrrte...wrte...let...let...Bugart!!!!
FUZZY:
Wrrrte???? Oh...you mean I should write Bogart a letter.
Also a good idea, but alas...I can't write.
Sigh...I don't know what to do anymore.
Fuzzy holds Danbo tightly and they comfort each other.
“It’s got an amazing coastline. You’ll get loads of great pictures there!” I forget where we were discussing. Bali perhaps, or Western Australia - places I’ve never even been close to. Most of my Irish cousins are far more well travelled than I am, at least where long distances are concerned. Especially since two of them moved to Perth about fifteen years ago within a few months of one another. Neither of them have ever shown any signs of coming back to the northern hemisphere for anything more than a family visit. One day I might finally see those distant worlds, but my response was a simple one, and I had my cousins’ own backyard in mind. “I can’t think of many places I’d rather go to than the west coast of Ireland,” I replied. “Filthy weather, lonely clifftops, fleeting moments of spectacular light, and a wild and beautiful coastline.” I could have been talking about home. But I’d heard Ireland’s call and my flights were booked.
I should have known that a certain airline, famous for a long list of optional extras, would deploy its well known tactic. Fare creep is an insidious beast. I suppose at least they let you sit down for the flight rather than strapping you to the fuselage unless you cough up another fifty quid each way. A normal person with a normal hobby wouldn’t have this problem, but Muggins here needed to take a bagful of camera equipment, and even the smaller pack was pushing the boundaries when I reached for the tape measure. That telephoto lens is a beast, but I couldn’t have left it at home. On the plus side, the additional forty quid I was about to part with entitled me not only to bring the camera bag into the cabin with its own seat, extra leg room and complimentary snacks from the lite bites menu, but also made me one of the chosen few. Priority boarding no less. I’ve never felt quite so important. I imagined the conversation at check in. “Priority boarding? Oh yes it’s quite popular. See that couple over there sharing the battered looking tin cup, drinking coffee out of a thermos flask? They’re the only ones who haven’t purchased it for the flight to Dublin this afternoon”
“Laptops and kindles in a separate tray!” sings the operative for the hundredth time this morning. I point to the one where I’ve already placed mine. “Belts and watches off. Empty your pockets. Are you wearing boots today sir?” I nod at the other tray where I’ve already put all of these items. Yet no matter how much I’ve prepared for the walk of intrusion, I almost always set off the metal detector. I could be standing there in my underpants and it would bleep in indignation. Sometimes I can almost hear the imaginary rubber gloves snapping onto eager fingers, yet I'm not Carlos the Jackal, neither am I doing part time work for a group of Colombian businessmen. I have never had surgery involving insertion of ironmongery in replacement of missing bones, nor do I have gold teeth. But still that infernal machine sings at me like an over excited whistleblower. At least this time the camera bag and the laptop made it through without drawing unwanted suspicion. To my left stood a man nursing a pot belly that he’d no doubt lovingly crafted over many decades of real ale consumption. There was no option other than to reach out across his protruding gut to retrieve my laptop and Kindle. Which was almost as uncomfortable as the sound of those rubber gloves snapping away in my subconscious.
I’d only now realised that this was my first solo mission. I’ve been away on photography trips with Dave and Lee plenty of times, but never before was there nobody to please but myself. If I was prepared to sit on top of a freezing cold headland in the pouring rain, waiting for the light, there would be no need to worry whether everyone else was enjoying themselves quite as much as I was. I’d already dropped some very subtle hints to my Irish family, gently letting it be known that I will often stay in the same place for two or three hours, even though nothing much might be happening. Watching landscape photographers at work is by no means an exciting pastime, especially in adverse conditions. This was going to be a trip where there would be no compromises with anyone except for myself. I needn’t have worried though. Everyone needed to go to work, and I’d deliberately chosen the middle of the week for my jaunt down west.
And then there was the subject of locations. The family had a long list of suggestions, many of them very distracting - and by that I don’t mean the guided tour of the Jameson’s distillery in Midleton. The south west corner it would definitely be, in either Cork or neighbouring Kerry, but I didn’t want to be spending big chunks of short November days driving long distances in and out of the five toes of rocky land that lay dipped into the edge of the Atlantic on the map. With just three afternoons of shooting ahead of me, I needed to keep it simple.
In fact with the two locations that were at the forefront of my mind, the decision was a very easy one. The Dingle peninsula promised everything I was looking for. So Kerry it would be. I booked the hire car, found a small cottage and started my research. I’m rarely happier than when I’m making plans. And sometimes those plans are interrupted by an unscheduled stop to grab that fleeting moment of spectacular light, a rainstorm crossing the semi-mythical, but very real Macgillycuddy’s Reeks, which is exactly what happened here. Told you I needed that telephoto lens.
BENNY:
How nice that you are here Danbo!
Is there something, because you look as gloomy as me
DANBO:
Bleep...blep...Bleep ..Bugart
BENNY:
So you're sad because you miss Bogart?
DANBO:
Blllleeeep..Bugart mis....Daddy mis
BENNY;
Well...then it's ‘Shared sorrow is half sorrow’ because I miss Daisy-Maude, my big friend Jago's sister.
DANBO: (gives Benny a bleep kiss)
BENNY:
Thank you Danbo...you are a sweetheart
(Gives Danbo a soft bear kiss)