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Sunday, June 30, 2013
Sunday bird blogging
Here I am with one of the baby jays at the Wild Bird Fund offices a few weeks ago.
I didn't post this picture originally because it was a hot humid day, and my splotchy skin and humidified hair showed it. So I played around with some of my software, hoping to darken and blur the background a bit. I ended up looking as though I've had a facelift and an airbrush, so I may have overdone it a little.
On the other hand, who's going to be looking at me?
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1 comment:
Nice picture of both of you, and yes, you look younger than the bird!Well done.
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