Mmmmmm. I am a non-baconite. Most people simply think I am crazy or in denial or most certainly missing "that" gene: B A C O N #1. Looking at this hours later I have a hard time not smelling it.
This picture was taken while scoping out a hotdog joint (per assignment). The assignment notes were: shot of owners, TONS of shots of the food..
Muffins and cards, gifts; a surprise meeting at the train then the beach, breakfast and gelato...today was the perfect Mother's Day, the rest of the 364 days I am reminded of what mothers do.. we continue to nurture, to laugh and cry & do way too much laundry.. and feel gratitude that we are fulfilling the needs of the world; lovely, compassionate people.
I love the beauty of a bride played against (max level) texture and extreme light..
I get by with a little help from my friends..
