Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Robots...or something....

Every once in a while I check my stats to see how many people are stopping by the blog.
For a very long time I had a consistent number of around 1500 visits a day.
Then the number jumped up to around 2000.
A week or so I checked again and I was hitting 2700 visits a day.

But the weirdest part of it all....the pages that were being visited were not recent ones.  The pages were the same old posts, over and over.

They are random.

I can only guess some computer robot....thing... is automatically visiting my website.

One post had so many that I just deleted it.  It had over 29,000 visits.
Isn't that creepy?

So yeah.  Some machine is visiting and I know not why.



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I don't really know how many people visit the blog.
I do know the numbers are way out of wack.
There is really no point asking Blogger about it.

It's just creepy and weird.

And I have one more creepy weird thing.

On Monday Katie and I picked up some items at Target. I bought some Honest Co. dish soap.
I have never bought it before.  I have never seen an ad for it.  But I think it is Jessica Alba's company.

When I got home and opened up Facebook the first sponsored Ad in my stream was for Honest Co.

This is no coincidence.

Facebook knows what I bought.  I have no doubt.

Target has a app called Cartwheel for coupons.  I DID NOT get Cartwheel on purpose because you have to sign up thru Facebook.  I thought...I don't want Facebook to have all my purchasing information.

Well.  Seems they have it already.

Now.  I have nothing to hide.
But one day it could be a problem.

Read any Dystopian novel.

It could get dangerous.


Hide yo kids.
Hide yo wife,
Donna





Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Pretty Milwaukee Night

Pretty Milwaukee night.


Some things are just so much prettier at night.


Nothing like a nighttime stroll to give you ideas. 
~J.K. Rowling


 So dear night the half of life is,
And the fairest half indeed.
~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe



 Day hath put on his jacket, and around
His burning bosom buttoned it with stars.
~Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., "Evening"




Love
Donna

Monday, July 28, 2014

Good and tired.

Here we go. #usavolleyball #juniors

We had all sorts of weather.


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The girls played Friday, Saturday and Sunday mornings.  They played well when you consider they just became team mates on Monday prior to the tournament.  That sounds odd but there are not a lot of players around here and Katie's team mate was a great sport to step in and take on this big challenge.
They did not win much but Katie loves to play.  I mean it.  She really loves it.  With only two on a team you get to hit the ball every single play.  For Katie this is the best part!
So it was a fantastic experience!


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She was so hungry.


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She is so nutty.


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It's sure a nice play to play.


Happy Monday friends!

Donna


Thursday, July 24, 2014

USAV Junior Beach Tour Championships.

She's gonna be exhausted


Badger Beach Volleyball!!


For the next three days...
this is were Katie and I will be.

Katie is playing in a big beach volleyball tournament.  She plays all three days.
I'm exhausted just thinking of it.

Off to Milwaukee before the sun is up tomorrow morning.

It's a big adventure for the two of us.

I'm nervous about all of it.

Breath in.
Breath out.

Encourage one another,
Donna

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Five years ago.

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I'm crazy about these people!



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The magnificent seven.


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Our guardian angels.

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Our angel in heaven.


Love you.
Mean it.

Donna Elsie

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

ahhhh

Pre game meeting.

It was a beautiful July night at the ball park.
Big shade trees and a very fine breeze made it just gorgeous.

Would I get tired of this kind of weather?
I really do doubt it.




Spring flew swiftly by, and summer came; and if the village had been beautiful at first, it was now in the full glow and luxuriance of its richness. The great trees, which had looked shrunken and bare in the earlier months, had now burst into strong life and health; and stretching forth their green arms over the thirsty ground, converted open and naked spots into choice nooks, where was a deep and pleasant shade from which to look upon the wide prospect, steeped in sunshine, which lay stretched out beyond. The earth had donned her mantle of brightest green; and shed her richest perfumes abroad. It was the prime and vigour of the year; all things were glad and flourishing. ~Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist


Pretty in the wind


Another windy, gorgeous summer day.
Remembered.
The feeling I get looking at this picture is peace.
ahhhhhhhh


Encourage one another,
Donna

Monday, July 21, 2014

XOXO



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Is there anything  better than baby kisses?


Baby coos.
Baby smells.
Baby heads.
Baby fingers.
Baby eyes.


All.... pretty darn wonderful.




Love
Donna

Friday, July 18, 2014

Bono talks about Jesus




I couldn't like this chat more.


There is something special about people talking in this way about what they believe is true.


XO
Donna

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Don't mind me.

So. Here is my funny black purse story.
Well. You can decide if it is funny.

I needed my phone to take a picture of a special picture at the wake.  Janet had my phone/camera in her purse.  Her black purse.  Both Cindy and Janet have black purses.  Janet said her purse was on the couch, over there.

So I made my way to the couch and sat down to root thru her purse.  There were two of them sitting there so I picked up the first one and dug around for a bit.  I didn't see my wallet and keys so I set it down and grabbed the next one.  I picked this one up and set it on my lap and procedded to dig thru it.
Nope.  It was not in here either.

That's weird.

It was then that I spotted two purses on a chair about 15 feet from me.

I gently set the black purse down that I was holding and went over to the chair...
 I peeked inside and found my phone.

Yep.

I was digging thru the wrong purses.

Can you imagine!?!?

Love
Me





Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Diving Miss Daisy. Sister Edition.

Our house in Elmhurst. 187 Jackson. We moved away in 1967.

On Saturday I picked my sister Janet up from O'hare. She flew into the city for our Uncle Mel's funeral.  Janet has been living in Arizona since college so she hasn't really had a chance to see the places she lived when she was little.

Above is our house in Elmhurst.  Janice and Janet only lived in this house for a year and a half.
We had nine Glymans living in this little ranch.

We drove to downtown Elmhurst, which I was not very familiar with.  I was too young to go to movies and shop around town.  Jim and Nancy have more memories of town than I do.

#york #elmhurst

Cool.

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Sunday morning I drove Cindy and Janet out to Wheaton.

Everything looked so pretty.

We went thru town and tried to find a place to eat breakfast.
When we couldn't really find a spot in Wheaton we headed to the Seven Dwarfs on Roosevelt Rd in Glen Ellyn.
After basketball games the cheerleaders would head to Seven Dwarfs for ice cream.
I haven't been there since.

It was a perfect place to get eggs and hash browns.



Seven dwarves for breakfast

Why don't I wear my sunglasses?   I want to be cool like Cindy and Janet.

Fabulous old sign #seven dwarves

Fabulous signage!!!


I was so glad to be able to bum around with Cindy and Janet in our old neighborhoods.

Janet and I didn't have ANY fun last weekend. #snapchatforkatie

I kept in touch with Katie by way of Snapchat.  She screenshot this picture of me and Janet.
Thanks Katie.  Janet.  Busted.


Happy Wednesday!

Encourage one another,
Donna







Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Wings

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I am posting this picture as big as I can so you can see it better.
My chest and throat are full of feelings as I share this astonishing picture.

Pictured are from left to right.

Dad, Grandpa Glyman, Aunt Dorothy and Uncle Mel.

I saw this picture for the first time on Sunday night at Uncle Mel's wake.
We sat, cousins and siblings, watching a delightful slide show of pictures from Mel's life.

This picture flickered past and I was charmed by our dads darling little face and posture.
I went looking to see if the picture was on one of the many posters full of pictures around the room.
When I found it I went looking for my cell phone so I could have a copy. (Janet put my phone and keys in her purse for me.  I will tell you a funny story about this in a day or two.)

So I stood among the flowers and snapped many pictures. I tried  to stand very still, holding my breath,  to get a crisp image.  I teetered a bit...but did the best I could.

Last night I uploaded the picture and ran it thru photoshop.
In photoshop I could enlarge the image and see it better.

I think behind the car may be an airplane.

Do you think that is what that is?

And in the small image I noticed our dad's hand was funny.  What was he doing with his hand?
As I enlarged and messed with the contrast I found that dad is holding a toy or something.

By the way he is holding it and from the best I can surmise... I think it just may be an airplane.

Serendipity.


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As much as Uncle Mel was a blessing to his family,
he was incredibly blessed by them.  His sons, daughter in laws and grandchildren adored him and took beautiful
care of him as she aged and eventually became ill.

He took care of them.
Then they took care of him.

The boys, Richard and Paul, are both pastors.
They are both remarkable men.
The funeral service was extraordinary.

I wish you could have been there.
My heart was broken and my soul was assured and comforted.
And we laughed.


"Laughter thru tears is my favorite emotion."
~SM

We laughed.
We cried.
We mourned.
We loved.


They boys will be okay.  They will miss their dad greatly.  But they know where he is and that one day there will be a very precious reunion.


Thank you for your prayers.  They were felt and appreciated.


With love,
Donna










Thursday, July 10, 2014

Our Uncle Mel.

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We had a very close family growing up.  We spent a lot of time with our Aunts and Uncles and cousins.  Richard and Paul lived very near us and we were very close in age....so we did fun things together.  They are the funniest guys I know.  They loved Monty Python's Flying Circus and when Monty Python and the Holy Grail came out we went to Chicago to be there opening night.  We have a life time of memories.

Their dad is our dad's brother.  They worked together and we spent many holidays together.
Uncle Mel and Aunt Sunny came to tell us that mom and dad had died in that terrible car accident.

Uncle Mel was a radio operator (crew member) on B17's in WWII.
He took up flying after the war.   He and my brother Jim had a great bond as they are both passionate pilots and spent many hours in the air together.

Yesterday Paul called to tell me his beloved dad had died.

Uncle Mel was our last living relative on the Glyman side of the family.
We loved him and treasured him and it is sad to see him go.
Although my mind can't quite grasp it....I hope Grandma and Grandpa and sitting at a table playing cards with Mel and Sunny and Jimmy and Esther and Dorothy and Marv and Donald and Lola.  Wouldn't that be something!?


Richard and Paul have lost their parents and three siblings in the last seven year. (about)
They have borne it bravely but that is an enormous about of loss for anyone.

Would you say a prayer especially for Richard and Paul as they mourn the passing of their remarkable father and for my brother Jim, as he was very close to Uncle Mel, too?

Thank you!

With love,
Donna

p.s. When we would part and say goodbye, Uncle Mel always said, "God Bless You."





Wednesday, July 09, 2014

Emmett and Erling

follow the link below for the story....this video was causing troubles...


I hope you can see this story.
It is very sweet and wonderful...but it does break my heart.

Gosh it reminds me of the Mr. Putter and Tabby books by Cynthia Rylant.
I can't wait to show Katie this story.


Link to story if this video does not work;

Emmett and Erling

Friendship wins,
Donna

Tuesday, July 08, 2014

Firefly July


Firefly July

When I was ten, one summer night,
The baby stars that leapt
Among the trees like dimes of light,
I cupped and capped, and kept.

J. Patrick Lewis



image. grave of the fireflies.



Thank you Jep.


Encourage one another,
Donna

Monday, July 07, 2014

The Lunchbox.




Katie and I watched this movie.
It was wonderful.

The ending drives me a wee bit crazy.
But other than that it was great.


Here is the trailer.




Encourage one another,
Donna

Saturday, July 05, 2014

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Coppers #zoom


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I say Chips.

But in Wisconsin I suppose they would be Whips.

I had fun sitting on the curb taking phone photos.




Baby you're a firework!! #boom #boom #boom

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Music in the background.

Baby you're a firework.

BOOM


Happy Saturday.
Glad to hear that many of you are celebrating with lots of loved ones!

Lots of love,
Donna

Friday, July 04, 2014

Happy 4th of July!

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We love to sit up close when we watch the Elver's Park fireworks.  The finale is spectacularly loud.
Why do I love loud things so much?


Wishing you a wonderful day!

XO
Donna

Thursday, July 03, 2014

Pimento Cheese, Please.

When I was still in high school I visited my sister Nancy at college in Missouri.  She had a care package in her room from our mom.  In this package I remember seeing a little jar of pimento cheese.  Huh....I thought...Nancy likes pimento cheese.
Mom knew this.
I did not.

Then a few years ago my friend Dana posted a recipe on her blog for pimento cheese.
Homemade.  She is from the south.  Pimento cheese is a big deal in the south.

So I bought a jar of pimento cheese.
It was blah.

In the last few years I have seen pimento cheese on hamburgers at fancy hamburger places.
I tried one.  It was delicious but the chef put something REALLY hot on that burger. 
It killed my tongue.  (I have a condition on my tongue that makes me very sensitive to hot spices. Yes.  It's true.)

So last week I had a hankering for pimento cheese.

I searched the handy dandy internet for Dana's recipe. 
(It was from 2005.  We have known one another for a long time.)


Link to Dana's blog.




So here is Dana's recipe.



White Sharp Cheddar Cheese, 18 oz grated (Cabot)
Diced Pimentos, drained (canned veggie aisle - usually) 9 oz
Garlic, freshly pressed -  two cloves
Sweet Onion, finely grated - one heaping tablespoon
Mayonnaise (no sugar - look for Duke's) - probably a full cup, but start with 2/3 C and add until mixture stirs easily (that will make it easier to spread when chilled)


Up north we do not have Dukes.  I used Hellman's.
I halved the recipe.
I did use white cheddar.
Our pimentos come in smaller jars. 
It is easy and delicious.
The garlic has a real kick, but gosh, YOLO.

Yesterday I made a grilled pimento cheese sandwich.

Did you ever have a grilled cheese sandwich made with homemade pimento cheese? #myfirst #yum


I heartily recommend this recipe.  Good on crackers and celery and burgers and sandwiches.
A taste of the south.  Thank you Dana!!!


Encourage one another,
Donna

Wednesday, July 02, 2014

Fake.

I got this in my email this morning.



It looks very official.  BUT.  It is not.  It's a scam.

Before you click on ANY emails that look official but are unexpected do a quick search to see if this is a common scam.

I googled "google suspicious sign in prevented".

I had my answer immediately.  It's fake.

I have also had two or three emails from the post office saying I missed a package.
This is also a scam.



Some people are crooks.
Be careful out there.


Encourage one another,
Donna






Tuesday, July 01, 2014

You, wonderful you.

Thank you for sharing your vacation stories yesterday!  They were charming and fun!


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We have had storms and basement runs two days in a row.
Our particular street seems to be missing the worst of it.

Thirty houses were hit and damaged from a tornado last week just eight houses away from us.
I still can't believe it.  Tornadoes are so random.


Last night Patrick called for me to come outside and see the sky.




This is looking west.  Behind me was a huge rainbow that made the whole arc.
It was spectacular.



*****


Katie and I watched part of Summer Stock last week.  This perfect dance shows the genius that is Gene Kelly.
To me, he is perfect.






Enjoy!
Encourage one another,
Donna

Monday, June 30, 2014

School House Lake

Priceless  #mom #janice #hayward #wisconsin


For many years our family went to Hayward Wisconsin for a week or two in the summer.
It was a small resort on little lake with skinny perch.
The perch were cleaned in a tiny fish shack at the lakeside.

We swam in the pool all day every day.
We hunted chipmunks.
We went to the dive in theater and stalked the bear at the dump.

But coasting.
That was my favorite.

This particular back road was roller coaster like.  Up and down, Up and down.
Our dad would race up the hill and after he roared over the top he would put the car in neutral...and coast down.  But it had to be fast enough to get up the top of the next hill.  How exciting!!!

I can still see those hills.
I can still feel the thrill.

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Our mom had the twins when she was 32.
(Her later in life babies...ha)

Just think....I have a child who is near that age!!!

She was so young.

Young and loving her babies.


Did you vacation with your families?
Did you travel around the United States?
Go to the same place?

My kids got a mixed bag.  We mostly visited family around the states...along with summertime visits to Minocqua.

I wonder what my children remember.


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Encourage one another,
Donna







Friday, June 27, 2014

Best Book Quotes.


Seventeenth Summer by Maureen Daly







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"My mother always lies down in the afternoon—at least, she has for the past three years, anyway. Right after lunch she went upstairs as always, turned down the chenille bedspread and drew the shades. Out on the side lawn in the shade of the house Kitty was sewing doll clothes and talking to herself in a quiet, little-girl singsong. From Callahan’s, across the back garden, I could hear the drone of the baseball game on the radio. All the little children were in taking their naps and already our street had settled into the quiet of afternoon. I’d have to ask my mother soon for I knew that in a few moments she would be asleep.
Outside her bedroom door I paused. “Maybe I’d better count up to seventeen first,” I thought. “Seventeen and then I’ll ask her.” So I counted slowly, deliberately, being careful not to skip. When I was younger I used to count up to fifteen while trying to decide things, then it was sixteen, and now it was seventeen—one count for each year. But when I got to seventeen I still hadn’t figured out in my mind how I should say it. “Better count up to eighteen,” I decided. “Eighteen because that’s how old Jack is. After that I’ll go in for sure.”
My mother was almost asleep when I pushed open the door gently, lying on top of the blankets with my old blue flannel bathrobe thrown over her. Sunlight filtered through the drawn shades in a brownish-yellow glow and the crocheted circle used to pull them down twirled in the breeze. I swallowed hard and it made a noise in the quietness of the room.
“Mom,” I ventured, “a boy asked me for a date tonight.” She opened her eyes. “It will be all right and I’ll be home early,” I assured her hastily. “He’ll come over first and you can meet him and make sure it’s all right. They’re nice people—he plays basketball and his father owns the DeLuxe bakery.” I rushed the words after each other without stopping, before she could say no.
Rolling over toward the wall and nuzzling her head into the pillow she asked sleepily, “What’s his name? I don’t think I ever heard you mention him, did I?”
“Jack Duluth,” I answered and waited. The room was quiet except for the sound of the window shade flapping in the breeze.
“Duluth as in Minnesota?” Lorraine called out. She was in her own room down the hall taking the curlers out of her hair. She keeps them in all the time except when she’s going out. Lorraine wears her hair very long with just a little fluffy curl on the end like they all do in college. But already my mother was breathing lightly as if she were asleep.
“Mom,” I said quietly, trying to keep the impatience out of my voice—my mother doesn’t like it if we tease, “can I go or can’t I? It will be all right—really it will.”
“See what your sister thinks,” she answered. “I suppose it’s all right if you’re home early. And see if you can fix that window shade so it doesn’t flap so—put a book on the cord or something.”




first kiss

"And then, I, Angie Morrow, who had never done anything like this before, who until last Monday night had never even had a real date, could feel his cheek on mine, as warm and soft as peach fuzz. And I knew if I moved my face just a little, just a very little... 
In the movies they always shut their eyes but I didn't. I didn't think of anything like that, though I do remember a quick thought passing through my mind again about how much he smelled like Ivory soap when his face was so close to mine....I remember that behind him was the thin, yellow arc of moon, turned over on its back, and I remember feeling my hands slowly relax on the rough lapels of his coat. 
Sitting on the cool grass in my new sprigged dimity with the little blue and white bachelor's buttons pinned in my hair, Jack kissed me and his lips were as smooth and baby-soft as a new raspberry."



Ahhhh....I was a dreamy teenager....that was as lovely and romantic as it got back there in the innocent 40's. It suited me just fine in the 70's. 
I read this whole book out loud to my sister and some friends one summer night. We were sleeping out in the back yard. 

This is how we would sleep out; Grab the t.v., a radio, a light, sleeping bags and pillows and sleep right there on the cement patio. We would fall asleep after midnight and wake wet with dew on our faces and sleeping bags at sunrise. 

A funny aside...I have reread Seventeenth Summer with Emma and Katie and was so surprised by the smoking and beer drinking in the book. 

I mostly remember the innocence and nostalgia of the book. I remember Angie's mother napping in the afternoons while the shades tapped gently against the window sill  and I remember her little sister playing on the sidewalk. And I remember her boyfriend Jack...who is a baker's son. 

I happened to be a baker's daughter at the time....and I later married a baker. 

Memories, 
Donna 

p.s. I love this book.



Thursday, June 26, 2014

USA.USA.


This is what I am doing in 28 minutes.

Will you be watching!!!???


Bandwagon jumper extraordinaire,
Donna 

USA
USA
USA
USA

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Brewers Fan

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This is from 2004.  Oh dear.



I am a big Brewers fan this year.  They've been easy to watch since
they are in first place and have a cool team.
It's a team, team.
No big names, for the most part, regular guys.  But gosh, when they are playing well, it's super fun to watch.

Fun and relaxing.

The Brewers are a bit kitchy too.


They have logos like this...





And a dog




Hank showed up at Spring Training...and was adopted by the team.






haha.  Hank has a bobble head. 





And racing sausages








What's not to love?


Encourage one another,
Donna




Tuesday, June 24, 2014

The sun goes down on the first day of summer.

Good night sun #summersolstice

After our ill fated trip to Milwaukee was came home...rested for an hour or so and then went out to eat.

We took the back roads because I hate traffic and the corn is growing and the sky was pretty....

Emma noticed the setting sun and wanted to stop and watch it go down.

So we did.

In the car one of our favorite songs was on the radio.

We stopped to watch the sun set on this beautiful summer night. And then the girls danced.

So they danced.

Of course.



Gosh.  I love those girls.



Encourage one another,
Donna

Monday, June 23, 2014

The most exciting day. FAIL.

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My most favorite thing in the whole wide world is the Blue Angels.  My love affair with those loud, blue jets started when I was a young girl.  Our dad would take us to see them at the DuPage County air show.

The tradition has continued with my own children and family.

Last year the Blue Angels and the Thunderbirds did not fly due to government stuff.

This year they are flying.

The Milwaukee Air and Water Show was on Saturday and Sunday.

We headed over to Milwaukee on Saturday morning, Emma was meeting us, coming up on a bus from Chicago.

It was cloudy.  Low clouds.
We hoped they would clear.

But when we got to the waterfront....it was freezing and socked in with fog....as they say.

And to keep the story short.

The fog never left.

We waited until 2:45 for the fog to leave.

It did not.

Stoopid fog.

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First day of summer


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Sums it up.  Perfectly.

I took perhaps my favorite picture I've taken in a while.
It's good to get out of the house and see different things.


In color. #bradfordbeach #burr #summer?

with Instagram

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phone photo edited with photoshop



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Nikon edited with photoshop.

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We LOVE the sneak up.





Another time Blue Angels.
Another time.


Encourage one another,
Donna