
But once in a while, I let loose and say, to hell with self-consciousness. Today is my day. I want a portrait of me.

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And here are the babies now. Haven't they grown? The leaves don't look so heart-shaped anymore, and the traps are starting to look mean and scary-ass hungry. At this point, I'm not sure what to do with them... should I catch them some flies? Or let them do it on their own (it's not like our house is infested by insects...)? I feel like a mother of an adolescent.
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Some of them were completely outrageous:
But I think I managed to capture some really nice moments today.
This is Alfie's current "must-have" bike (aside from the one he already owns). It was ridden by actor Ewan McGregor from John O'Groats, Scotland all the way down to Cape Agulhas, South Africa. The bike doesn't look that great to me but I love the tank detail:
This is another of the bikes on display: