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Some perks of driving 500 miles in a motor home to visit my 97-year-old mother at the house in the Bay Area where I grew up, in a socially-distant, responsible manner… I mean the visit, not me when I was growing up, I was perhaps socially-distant, but no way was I ever responsible…

So I borrowed my mother-in-law’s motor home to visit my mom. Is that weird? Also, is it weird that for a 60-year-old guy my legs are still so sexy? First perk; Dew-speckled roses in the morning. Sorry, I know you … Continue reading

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That was a really long drive in a motor home just to see some birds and flowers…

Wait, what? That is just plain rude! Simmer down, I was just kidding. I get to see my mom and another of my brothers, and the Bay Area, and maybe some old friends… but I did have to drive through … Continue reading

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My mom’s garden: Dew-kissed roses in the morning…

No, that dew isn’t fake dew from my spray mister-bottle! I took these in my mom’s backyard, in the Bay Area, where I am staying for a week… Okay, I am not staying in the backyard, exactly. I am actually … Continue reading

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Mirror mirror off the wall… the very last one… you know, unless I do some fun digital effects on some of the photos I did the mirror effects on…

We are back where we started, on a picture of a bridge. Not just any bridge, but my favorite bridge, the Golden Gate Bridge, which, ironically, is where I started also, because I was born in San Francisco, and grew … Continue reading

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Mirror mirror off the wall… part 26…

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Mirror mirror off the wall… part 25… London…

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San Diego from sea level… or bay level…

Downtown San Diego, as seen from the water. Not too shabby on a sunny day. Quiet and peaceful, even. The giant statue of that famous kiss at the end of WW2. My daughters say it is a symbol of oppression, … Continue reading

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Mirror mirror off the wall… part 6…

It’s not even a bridge anymore. Nope, still not a bridge. 2 bridges? 4 bridges? I’m just trying to find the bridge… where’s that confounded bridge? 10 bonus crack squirrel points if you recognized that last line as a quote … Continue reading

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Mirror mirror off the wall… part 5…

Ironically, a straight-on side shot of a bridge is the most boring kind of photo to work with when doing mirror images. It just looks like a reflection. However, if you flip it the other way, it still looks like … Continue reading

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Mirror mirror off the wall… part 4…

The thing about… hey, thing, long time no see… these mirror image pictures is deciding where to cut it, copy it, and paste it back together. And do you move the original half to the right, or the left? There … Continue reading

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