A few asides

We’re heading towards the finish line, here, with the conclusion of Rosie’s final dream adventure. After that, it’s just a hop skip and a jump away from the conclusion of my year-long adventure.

For Rosie, apparently the pirates have taken her through some of my favorite artist’s landscapes:

In other news, I was rewarded for my splash dash work last week with one of my pictures making it into Flickr’s front page Explore – netting me 1400 views, or about 1200 more than I’ve ever gotten for a single photo. I have no idea why this photo, and not others that I’ve labored far more over. But, anyway, here it is again, for your (apparent) viewing pleasure:

Sitting by the waterfall, Camellia recalls the last time she saw her daughters.

It doesn’t seem exactly fair to take credit for the whole photo, since the waterfall image itself is one of those free downloads from Pexel. But, OTOH, I did take the effort to paste my dolls in :). Oddly, I feel much more like the Rosie-in-dreamland pictures are my own creation, even though the landscapes themselves obviously aren’t.

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Episode 30: Kissing the children goodbye

Sitting by a waterfall, Camellia recalls the night when she parted from her daughters

Sitting by the waterfall, Camellia recalls the last time she saw her daughters.

Holding the note she’s just written, she tries to comfort Daisy

Camellia tries to comfort Daisy

Then tears a photo in half, and hands half of it to Daisy

Camellia hands Daisy part of a photo

And reaches into the crib to kiss Rosie goodbye

Camellia reaches into Rosie’s cradle to kiss her goodbye

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Even with an impulsive day off from posting to the blog this week and a late posting today, I still didn’t manage to get all of the pictures taken for this episode. There was supposed to be handoff of the note from Camellia to the stranger. Oh well, I guess we can assume it got to her, since we saw her with it in the previous episode.

Also, some day I have to get an infant doll. Poor Rosie hardly makes it into any scenes, since I don’t have a doll small enough to pass for her.

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