Every time I see the Bob's Barricades orange barrels I think about my friend, Bob. In a city that has year round construction and pretty much only one barricade company, I end up thinking about her often.
One summer while we were on vacation, our oldest son who was in Jr. High at the time, BECAME a new character he called "George." George wasn't the brightest bulb in the box and he and his mother, Kingda, LIVED in one of these orange barrels along the highway.
Hey Sweets. You know anytime you want to come to GA you are more than welcome to stop by for a visit. But really I walk you through this stuff over the phone. First of all you need Adobe Lightroom and you can download a 30 day trail at their website. I'm glad you like the post processing. I love that particular action. Hope you had a wonderful weekend.
One summer while we were on vacation, our oldest son who was in Jr. High at the time, BECAME a new character he called "George." George wasn't the brightest bulb in the box and he and his mother, Kingda, LIVED in one of these orange barrels along the highway.
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Hey Sweets. You know anytime you want to come to GA you are more than welcome to stop by for a visit. But really I walk you through this stuff over the phone. First of all you need Adobe Lightroom and you can download a 30 day trail at their website. I'm glad you like the post processing. I love that particular action. Hope you had a wonderful weekend.
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Crystal
You make me appreciate the beauty in the ordinary everyday things.
ReplyDeleteI am a traffic safety cone! I am an orange and white barrier! I have a blinking light! I am very pretty!
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