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"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag

Showing posts with label whipped cream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label whipped cream. Show all posts
Friday, December 27, 2013

Day Three Hundred Sixty One 2013

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It’s easy when your cup is full of boiled custard and whipped cream. Grandkids Shelby, Elijah and Knox hanging out at my house today ~ fi...
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Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Day Two Hundred Four 2013

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If it could only be like this always - always summer… the fruit always ripe... ~Evelyn Waugh Summertime on a plate
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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Day One Hundred Three 2011

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Grand daughter Shelby created this ice cream sundae yesterday after school: vanilla ice cream, whipped cream (the cool kind that squirts li...
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