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26 October 2011

Wordless Wednesday: Autumn at the Farm





Sisters and Best Friends...

I figured out where my Krasnoludki dissappear to everyday when they are supposed to be washing my dishes and folding my laundry...













I wish there was some way to share with you the mouth watering real pickle smell in this jar...  Note the lack of yellow food dye.


I recognize that I am holding a cheap point-and-shoot.  If any camera companies feel like contributing so that I can take better pictures of chickens, flowers and our trips to Poland, I would very gladly accept.

Na razie...

6 comments:

  1. Finally a face to go with the name.

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  2. OMG my grandma made the best pickles ever. Wish i would have taken the time to learn from her before it was too late. And Rita is half right, half a face to go with the name...kind of like the neighbor, Wilson, from Home Improvement :)

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  3. lol!!! Yes, i do want to taste some of that pickle!! Also, love the way all the pumpkins are so neatly lined up..:)

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  4. Looks great at the farm. Sharp looking eyes and nice pictures. Greetings

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  5. exactly! Finally a face :)
    Beautiful photos and it looks like such a lovely day.

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