My Kind of Selfie

If you know me you know that like most people I am kinda shy about being photographed. When I was in my 20’s or 30’s I didn’t mind it so much. It was before surgeries and hair growing out of unusual places. I am still kind of fit and flexible for my age but don’t like the camera on me much. So selfies are not my thing. I don’t mind the occasional selfie but tend to think I am just screwing up the view of what I want to share. I don’t mind the vanity of others and kind of find it amusing.

So here is a selfie of me in The Indiana Cafe in Paris at Guerre Montparnasse in 2011. It is actually a refection off of a table, I am the foreground blob, you can see the waitress talking to my wife and a man standing up to my left. This is my kind of self portrait. I have posted some others below.

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My Kind of Selfie

My Kind of Selfie

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Self Portrait

Self Portrait

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Laundry Day

Driving through Isla Mujeres I noticed a number of houses with laundry blowing in the wind. This house had pink flamingos, laundry drying and Christmas lights. Coming from Pittsburgh I found this combination fascinating.

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Laundry Day

Adios Tampa Bay

Tomorrow we begin to wind our way north back to the cold wilds of the Northland. We say goodbye to pelicans, spoonbills, herons, young men in speedos and bikini babes. Back to the mountain without Cine Bistro, sushi resturants and without our lifelong friends that took such good care of us.

We will be back Tampa Bay next winter and instead of being in a beach hovel we will be in a lovely little house in Dunedin about 500 feet from St. Joseph Sound. Until then, adios.

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Tampa River

Tampa River

Togetherness

I was sitting on the beach with my telephoto zoom lens and saw this toddler running towards the waves by herself. Where are her handlers I thought. A young runner ran in front of her and she turned and ran away from the water. She sat down as I zoomed out and saw this group of young ladies paying absolutely no attention to her.

The little girl sat and played in the sand by herself. Well who am I to judge, maybe she wanted it that way. I assumed one of the young ladies was her mother but then I moved on.

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Togetherness

Togetherness