Adam’s been pounding on me about posting pictures of fruit. If patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel I guess he considers macros of limes the last refuge of a blogmeister gone barren. I tend to agree. To get him off my back, I’m posting old photos of which I know he can never get enough, even though a similar one of the happy group has already appeared on the blog. That one, and old matte finish, I converted to black and white to get rid of its pink cast, which is a shame because you lose some of the impact of Dan’s snazy pants.
My father, Diane and brother Peter.
Dan’s second wife, Bonnie, Bill Connet, Mrs rakkity, rakkity, Diane, Dan and Peter.
rakkity
That empty space in the upper right hand corner is just begging for a photoshopped entry of Michael’s young hairy head.
(B&W is an improvement.)
Jen
Nice diversion Mike! I’ll take these old pics over limes any day. (Hilary told me she encountered you hanging limes over the weekend. What was their crime?)
michael
Hil walked in with Matthew as I was crouched behind the lens pouring water on my limes . He said to her, “See what I have to put up with?” As if I had two heads and wanted him to cut the hair on the left one.
On the plus side I did get a good photo of Hil for my address book.
Jen
That’s my glam girl!
La Rad
I love these old pics.
rakkity
Aha! One of the secrets of the digital wulu masters: Pour water on your vegetables before shooting.
jennifer
“As if I had two heads and wanted him to cut the hair on the left one”?? Please explain!