Come April, I was still documenting the 2015 Tri-Lakes Cruisers Show.
But, I also intermingled photos from my trusty Samsung Note II, especially — but not limited to — those from our trips to thrift stores.
I’d often add effects to the Phone photos. Sometimes to make them more interesting and sometimes to hide flaws.
Around this time I also started adding more of my food faces: photos of food that depicted facial features to which I would then add my own artwork.
Sometimes, I would just play with the phone photos just for the joy of it and to see what I could come up with . . .
May found us traveling and also scrambling to liquidate our belongings. I had very few posts . . . THIS post full of previously published flowers, photos of snow . . .
. . . and a short series on Parrot Tulips and variations of same.
By June, the PC had been packed away and we were homeless . . . so, nothing but phone photos. . . .
Admittedly, a lot happened in May and halfway through June . . . but then I had a lot of time on my hands . . . and I posted a fair amount of stuff even without having access to a proper computer.
The end of June found us settled into a leased condo with a decent view and no Air Conditioning. In retrospect, we should have picked the one with Air Conditioning and no view. But, that’s water (mostly sweat) under the bridge.
. . . and half of 2016 had come and gone, some of it captured for these pages.
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