May Twentieth – Twenty-fifth…or something

Honestly, I don’t know how I did this for a year.

I have tried to take a photo every day this month, National Photography Month (yeah, really, what does that mean anyway?).

But I decided to stop. I tried, and it just wasn’t bringing me the inspiration or motivation I was hoping that it would. In fact, it was just one more thing I had to fit in during the day!

No fun.

Here are the photos I’ve taken the last few days.

And that’s it! I’m calling it. I’ll still be doing Macro Monday (of course), but I’m tired of forcing myself to take photos I’m not especially proud of. Perhaps I will focus more on my baking for a while….

May Seventeenth, Eighteenth, and Nineteenth

You know what this is? You’ll probably never guess. I think it’s in the cucumber family, but it’s not a cucumber…(though probably edible too, I haven’t looked into it.)

It’s a LUFFA  (A.K.A. Loofah) plant!

That’s right, that thing you scrub with in the shower! no, it’s not a sea creature. It’s this plant. Google it if you don’t believe me. And this year, I’m trying to grow them. It’s  tropical plant, so I might end up growing it indoors, and so far, they seem to be happiest in my kitchen window.

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They might not look like much yet, but they’re growing bigger everyday!

And these little darlings are outside the front door of the library where I work.

I dunno what they’re called, do you?

Today is my dad’s birthday – HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!

And although he lives far away and I won’t see him today, I did make his favorite cake in cookie form: German Chocolate! Yum!

This is the first time trying this cake-into-cookie idea, and next time, I want the cookie to be less crunchy and more cake-like.

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May Eleventh

Well, I suppose by now you may be thinking that I should change my blog name to something along the lines of:

“Abra Alani: The pursuit of Toby and more Toby”

But, what can I do, when he’s acting so ridiculous, doing such random doggy things like barking at his own reflection and freaking out while walking over a steel-grid bridge as if he’s going to fall through?