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Above is my finished project. This is my original photo. It's not too focused and a bit faded. I created this photo effect with the on-line FotoFlexer site:  free image editing direct in your browser - Pixlr.com Here is the image in a different frame. Actually, I think it's not too bad.  I like the one at the top of this post best. It's the one without a matte. I know it's not good photography or art but I'm just starting to make it a hobby. I'll see what I can do with a point-and-shoot camera and free editing tools.

Here's another oldie my wife was listening to while in the shower.   Enjoy!

Shriveled Dry Woody Dead   The Operation Should I turn the box over, soak overnight, cut some slits in the plastic and try again as per the directions? Will the new mushrooms be the same?

From: When Love And Power Unite Almighty Grace Endows Mankind Stranger in a Strange Land

Three of the herbs I planted inside did not sprout; oregano, sage and chives.  I read that soaking seeds overnight before planting will help them germinate A snowy day was the perfect time to try it. I sprinkled the seeds on paper towels. Then I wet them and rolled up the paper towels. I tried using a dish filled with water before but it didn't work. Maybe this way will be better.

(This is a post I am using again after replacing some lost images. Originally posted 9/23/11 ) I sometimes feel that when the Roman Empire fell it faced some of the same problems we have today.  I came across this interesting article. While  I do not believe some of the things in this article , it does point out many similarities. Senatus Populusque Romanus (The Senate and the people of Rome) Here is the original link: Top 10 similarities between the fall of Rome and the fall of America « Economy « :

Here is an Italian Love Song I found on the Russian blog:   LOOK IN THE MIRROR Here, where the sea shines and the wind howls, on the old terrace beside the gulf of Sorrento, A man embraces a girl he wept after, then clears his throat and continues his song: I love you very much, very, very much. You know; it melts the blood inside my veins He felt the pain in the music and stood up from the piano,  But when he saw the moon emerging from a cloud  Death also seemed sweeter to him. He looked the girl in the eyes, those eyes as green as the sea. Then suddenly a tear fell and he believed he was drowning. I love you very much, very, very much. You know; it melts the blood inside my veins The power of opera, where every drama is a hoax; with a little make-up and with mime you can become someone else.  But two eyes that look at you, so close and real, make you forget the words, confuse your thoughts,  But, yes, it is life that ends and he already felt happy and c