Pittsburgh … As You Have Never Seen It
I really don’t know what is going on with WordPress … or my computer … today. Neither are working. I …
I really don’t know what is going on with WordPress … or my computer … today. Neither are working. I …
I have moved directly past identity crisis … into seriously questioning my sanity. You know. Normal? Kind of like this …
A week. A whole week of craziness. Who would have guessed. I am hoping that this might be the last …
Okay. I’m having an identity crisis here. Or something. Enough is enough. I am Holly, after all. See? See the …
Why yes. This is getting old. But that’s the way it is. Another pretty picture for you. This is one …
I know … I can’t believe it either. Another day of abject chaos. Another day with a pretty picture. This …
Yep. Another day of chaos in my life. Lucky you. You get another really pretty picture to look at. This …
Sometimes the world just goes crazy around you … and you can’t do what you want to do. This is …
It all started … last year … on August 18th … almost a year ago. Me. A Camera. And the …
… in more ways than one. The sun rose over the lake … the start of a new day … …
… or “How I Do The Challenge“. The Daily Challenge that WordPress.com issued the other day for all us bloggers …
Okay, I am on a roll here with this reblogging stuff … So today I am going to introduce you to …
… at least as far as my Aunt is concerned. And another weekend at the lake comes to a close. …
… I thought as I looked across the water. Sleek. Smooth. Italian. Perfect. And I was filled with a lust …
… but not in West Virginia. In my latest episode of Where’s Waldo Holly, I have once more taken to …
… well, at least as far as Hot Air Balloon pictures go. My hot air writing will continue … as …
… at least in this case he is. And for that matter, I am not even sure he was a …
… sort of. I have been trying to get a picture of the Red-Tailed Hawk in my neighborhood … for …
… not there. It all began with a lovely young teen-age girl named Emma Hunter and her friend Sophie Keller …
… he said with an Amish accent … “the Jacob that put on your metal roof a few months ago?” …
… of the frozen here in the North. And yes, I can appreciate the beauty of a quiet Winter’s day …
I was just out on the wonderful Facebook, and saw that one of my favorite authors posted something with a …
I didn’t mean to. Let me put that on the record first of all. I didn’t mean to steal his …
… and it wasn’t the first time I did something like that. And I have to admit it … it …
4:58 AM OK, so that’s the third time the phone has rung in that many minutes. Must be important. So, …
Never let it be said I don’t go to every length to do a Happy Holly Project entry for my …
I know I said yesterday was going to be the last in this series of posts, but something happened that …
And at long last we come to the post about the people. Ah, the people. Perhaps the most interesting part …