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.: Pumpkin Bread :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Wed, 30 Jan 2013 11:33:26 -0800

We are a house of gluten-free eaters, so, any kind of bread made with gluten-free flours is a special treat! But this one blew us all away, it was fantastic, better than gluten in fact.
I made them because our brother, his wife, and their FANTASTIC baby girl visited us the other day.
P.S. Mom's pumpkin pie is in the background.

.: Frozen In Time :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Sun, 02 Dec 2012 13:13:00 -0800

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

A frozen pond, with frozen air bubbles. Fantastic!

.: The Face Of The Moon :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Thu, 29 Nov 2012 17:37:31 -0800

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

Let me touch the face of the moon
With my fingers reaching out in the night
I know it will leave me too soon
But for this fleeting moment let there be light
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Title and Description by: Me.

.: Joy Kills Sorrow :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Mon, 19 Nov 2012 01:56:18 -0800

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

I listened to some good music tonight.

.: My Joy :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Thu, 30 Aug 2012 23:08:22 -0700

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

My joy is in the fading trees,
A walk on winding trails,
A golden leaf upon the breeze,
The clouds like billowed sails.
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Description by: Me.

.: Highlands :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Tue, 31 Jul 2012 23:28:33 -0700

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

The Irish have their rolling hills, the English have their rain,
But me I love the highland skills, and rocky harsh terrain.
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Description by: Me.
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This poem goes out to my brother Jeffrey, who loves everything Irish.
But me... I love the rocky mountains. ;D

.: Come To Life :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Tue, 24 Jul 2012 22:02:24 -0700

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My heart doth swell with joy and hope,
When sunlight bathes the mountain slope,
For all things dead now come to life,
Farewell to care goodbye to strife.

.: Fern With Flies :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Mon, 09 Jul 2012 00:24:37 -0700

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

Need I really say more?
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From my little romp with the sibs.
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Random Note: I feel kind of bad... this is the first photo (nature photo at least) in a long time that I haven't written a poem for. Random, but true. This poor neglected photo!

.: My Life Is All But Over :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Sat, 23 Jun 2012 01:53:39 -0700

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

I have felt the summer and I have felt the cold.
I have spent my youth and now my body’s old.
My life is all but over, vanished like a breath.
But with my Lord’s mercy I do not fear death.
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Title and Description by: Me.

.: The Sigh :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Tue, 08 May 2012 19:09:55 -0700

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

Listen to the sigh, that cries, that cries,
And weaves throughout the budding trees.
It says “Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,
Say goodbye to the winter’s freeze.”
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Title and Description by: Me.
Spring is like a sigh to me. I am so glad that winter is over.

.: Hanneke Cassel :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 22:57:16 -0800

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.: Hanneke Cassel :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Mon, 23 Jan 2012 11:39:59 -0800

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

The usual group (my Dad, my sister, and I) went to the Anchorage Folk Festival last night, specifically to see the Hanneke Cassel trio. It was awesome!
My sister and I have always loved Hanneke's music so it was really exciting to see her perform live. She's got a powerful sound.

Oh! white dawning morning, oh! Tears of healing rain. With hope all adorning, please come to me again.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Sun, 18 Dec 2011 20:56:43 -0800

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Title by: Me.

.: Simon Chrisman :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Thu, 03 Nov 2011 02:20:33 -0700

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I didn't think that I would get a good shot of Simon, because through most of the show I couldn't see him past the heads.
But... I craned my own head over and took a couple of shots every once in a while, and it turns out that I did get a good one.
I really love this shot.

.: The Bee Eaters :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Mon, 31 Oct 2011 14:40:35 -0700

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This was the best concert I've seen since Crooked Still played at the Wendy Williamson in 2009!
The Bee Eaters are an absolutely inspiring band! I was enthralled through most of the concert (even though there were some heads in my way).
I love Vagabond Blues. There's nothing better than the littleness of the venue and the enthusiasm of everyone in attendance.

.: When All Was Burnt Away :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Thu, 27 Oct 2011 01:54:58 -0700

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It’s all burnt away, in ashes and in dust, in soot and in red rust.
The gold of the day, ended in fire and flame, and all was burnt away.
The cold’s here to stay, to freeze me and to bite, when all is turned to night.
The sparks went astray, and were lost in the frost, when all was burnt away.
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I went on a very pleasant little photo outing with two of my brothers today. They kinda put me out of my box, I walked on paths that I've never walked before, and saw things I hadn't seen, which is always fun. Its good to have someone to pull you out of your comfort zone sometimes.

.: While the Dreaming still Lasted :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Thu, 20 Oct 2011 14:29:47 -0700

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It was just a dream, a beautiful illusion, now faded in the trees.
Well the warmth is gone all twisted with confusion, and all has come to freeze.
But ah! was it sweet while the dreaming still lasted, that’s what I’ll remember.
Not this frozen waste with which the world is blasted, I’ll think of what they were.
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Title and Description by: Me.

.: Summer's Flying Away :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Sun, 16 Oct 2011 16:29:49 -0700

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

The season’s changing and all is dying.
And Summer’s flying, away.
Is everything gone with the Autumn cold?
No, it’s turned to gold, today.
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Title and Description by: Me.

.: Out of the Blue :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Sun, 09 Oct 2011 13:12:13 -0700

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

Well I sought you out, to the ends of the earth,
But still I could not find you.
Though I sought footprints, all signs of you were dearth,
You were gone out of the blue.

So I stood quite still, like a little lost child,
Hoping maybe you’d find me.
But you were still gone, somewhere out in the wild,
And I’m still lost and lonely.
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Title and Description by: Me.

.: Autumn Falls :.

nobody@flickr.com (The Bugmaster) — Tue, 04 Oct 2011 13:50:21 -0700

The Bugmaster posted a photo:

Summer spilled its sweetest sunshine, now its all but gone.
Autumn falls crisp and yet fine, frost is on the lawn.
Winter looms a darkling menace, thus begins the night.
But after Winter Spring will bless, our dark world with light.
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Title and Description by: Me.