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Both baby bunnies snuggled into Mama’s dry feed bowl incidentally adorned with a garden art rabbit.
It is almost time to think about leaving home. Unafraid and curious, the mini-lop kits hopped from the interior of their home for the past 20 days and ventured into the caged area where Mum was feeding on delectable dandelion flowers and leaves. The baby rabbits do not mind being cuddled. The rate of growth is remarkable. I cannot be sure about their gender but think one is a male. One kit’s ears are light chocolate colour. The other’s ears tend to be more coffee coloured. Unlike their mother Oreo, there are no markings on their bodies that I can see at this stage, Day 20. Their fur is so fluffy. Cute. and cute.
Two very little bunnies ventured outside. One onto the step. The other has hopped into the hay feed bowl. Baby…
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The sink full of dirty pots is staring at me.
The man who loves himself enjoys the love so much, becomes so blissful, that the love starts overflowing, it starts reaching others. It has to reach! If you live love, you have to share it. You cannot go on loving yourself forever because one thing will become absolutely clear to you: that if loving one person, yourself, is so tremendously ecstatic and beautiful, how much more ecstasy is waiting for you if you start sharing your love with many many people!
- Almost any photograph can become ‘experimental’ in the digital age by manipulating the image through software such as Photoshop. One can invert colors, bend the lines in the photograph, blur the image, and much more.
Nowadays, any photograph can become experimental with the help of so many software tools such as Picasa, Photoshop, etc.etc. available online. For me, it’s a fun time with Picasa. There is so much to do with a simple photograph.
Talking about experimental, read this-
Here is a wonderful post by https://archita.blog/2017/09/09/the-unphotographer. I miss her posts. You read and you will understand why.
My mother holds my childhood very dearly in a couple of photobooks . She keeps them safe and doesn’t let me take any photo away from her even for a day. She used to be our family photographer until I grew old. I learned from her how to romanticize the past every now and then.
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