poached egg on toast
Poached egg on toast no… do I know what it is… no.. I somehow press a button that creates a video of sorts.. this is 1 sec. My creative expression doesn’t always work out the way I want it to.

Moving along, I tried to capture the berries against the red door of the house next door, ok,
click on it.. there should be something there.. this is my morning of poached egg bloopers.

From my mail box to yours, happy day, the snow is light, fluffy and a little sticky, the temperature not balmy, but nice, cozy with my down on.
Oh, and btw, my eggs were delicious, salt and peppered with a tease of a Japanese chili pepper… yummy.
Life is not about everything having to be perfect, I enjoyed being outside, trying to find just the right angle and the perfect frame. So it didn’t happen like I would have wanted it to, I did get pictures, and in the process, I’m learning.
Oyashikiri
btw= by the way


There is a wonderland around us. We walk through it every day. There are magical people that pass us by on the street every day. People with dreams and imaginations just like ours, who from looking at them we would never know that they were actors in their own theatres and plays. Yet at night they could be transforming the world of others with their creativity and talents. You need only walk though a museum, see a window display, every where and especially at this time of year, you will see the creative expressions decorating homes and whole streets…. We love to delight.
Oh NO! the snowman exclaimed
all around as the day wore on
there was a shop down the lane
with a sigh of relief,




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