Concentration

[RSL]

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[Eric Myrvaagnes]

I think you have the start of a great series, Russ.
I like these "peek-a-boo" shots with mysterious left and right panels that frame the mysterious activity in the middle.
Good seeing, as a friend of mine would say.

[RSL]

Thanks, Eric. Unfortunately these two are from the Mount Dora Spring Festival, an "art" and "craft" fair. That's about the end of the gatherings like this for the rest of the year. In another month Leesburg will have it's annual Bikefest, advertised as the world's largest. Bikefest used to be worth going to, but it's been blown out of all proportion and it's now a nightmare of blaring bands and contests to see who has the loudest bikes. Then,"Sumer is icomen in" and it'll be too damn hot to go anywhere but the mall. I'll try for some mall pictures.

[stamper]

A very interesting image, one that makes you think.

[Eric Myrvaagnes]

I think you would do well in a mall. Just don't let the security apes see your camera.

[RSL]

I may have told this story before, Eric. If so, forgive me. Years ago a friend and I entered a museum down here in Florida. He had a camera around his neck and I had a camera in my hand. The guard informed him that he'd have to take his camera out to the car. No cameras allowed in the museum. I chatted with the guard while my friend took his camera out and came back. Then the two of us proceeded into the museum, my camera still in my hand. The secret, as The Shadow* knew, is to cloud men's minds. You have to make yourself unthreatening.

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* If you remember who The Shadow was, you're getting on.

[Rob C]

I may have told this story before, Eric. If so, forgive me. Years ago a friend and I entered a museum down here in Florida. He had a camera around his neck and I had a camera in my hand. The guard informed him that he'd have to take his camera out to the car. No cameras allowed in the museum. I chatted with the guard while my friend took his camera out and came back. Then the two of us proceeded into the museum, my camera still in my hand. The secret, as The Shadow* knew, is to cloud men's minds. You have to make yourself unthreatening.

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* If you remember who The Shadow was, you're getting on.

Goodness me, Russ, a nascent terrorist!

Regarding the ladies: does the standing one have a sebaceous cyst on the side of her right leg?

The seated one would find delight in the gentle caress of a determined comb. I can hear the screams of delight from here.

:-)

[RSL]

Hi Rob, I suspect that's a tattoo, and I think it's going to take a lot more than a comb. Not only that, looking at the expression on that kid's face, I'm not sure I'd want to get her riled up.

[Rob C]

Hi Rob, I suspect that's a tattoo, and I think it's going to take a lot more than a comb. Not only that, looking at the expression on that kid's face, I'm not sure I'd want to get her riled up.

No, no, about two inches below the leg tattoo: there's a lump... I found one on mine once, so I become aware of these things. Mine was cut out, sent for biopsy and apparently was okay.

Agree about the mini-Vesuvius!

[Chris Kern]

No cameras allowed in the museum. I chatted with the guard while my friend took his camera out and came back. Then the two of us proceeded into the museum, my camera still in my hand. The secret, as The Shadow . . . knew, is to cloud men's minds.

Or, as in a more recent incantation (but still long ago, and in a galaxy far away), ‟those aren’t the ’droids you’re looking for.”

[RSL]

No, no, about two inches below the leg tattoo: there's a lump... I found one on mine once, so I become aware of these things. Mine was cut out, sent for biopsy and apparently was okay.

Agree about the mini-Vesuvius!

Yes, I see what you're talking about, Rob. I brought up the DNG on my computer and blew it up. The lump looks benign, but it would be worth a check. I'm aware of those things too. Had one long ago that started bleeding slightly. That one wasn't okay, and I still have a light-skin spot on my left arm where it came off with a scalpel.