Tag: Photography

Posted in Robert and …

“Robert and …” #13

Posted on by Neal Saye

A blog category of pics I’ve taken of Hubby Robert and … well, just about anything.

Robert and … his beautiful Fresh Herbs and Asparagus Quiche.

Before the oven.

The Leading Role Herbs: Dill, Cilantro, Curly Parsley and Chives.

And after the oven.

With our pretty, shiny pie server (Is that what you call it?), which I placed photogenically, approximately next to the quiche.

But, No!, Robert would have none of that. He pulled out a Murder Weapon to cut the delicate dish!

Always looking for the bright side, even when EMS might need to be called, I noticed HR’s watch band, mimosa and quiche matched prettily.

Oh my goodness! The quiche was beyond delicious!

P.S. …

Posted in Beautiful Savannah

I Can’t Help It …

Posted on by Neal Saye

… I know I’ve already posted my Five Friday Happy Bringers today, but I just got back from a late afternoon walk in my neighborhood here in Historic District Savannah, and I MUST show you what I saw …

The azaleas are just glorious this spring late winter.

The church spires kept urging me to look heavenward.

But there is just so much beauty here below!

Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 3/4/22

Posted on by Neal Saye

1. HR (Husband Robert) making “Martha Stewart’s Grand Marnier French Toast.” Oh my goodness!

With sausage patties and fruit.

2. Robert FINALLY getting off his post-Covid/pneumonia supplemental oxygen yesterday, a month after it started! He feels free without all that tubing draping around him.

“Our bodies know how to be well and are always trying to move toward wellness.”

“Thank you, but goodbye.”

3. Sitting in Greene Square, a couple blocks from my house here in Savannah, with beautiful red azaleas and a tiny little red house in the background.

4. The luck/great fortune to just be alive!

5. Fresh Blueberries!

Have a berry good weekend ahead!

Posted in Humor

I Can’t

Posted on by Neal Saye

Kiwi: “I’m sorry, but I can’t elope with you.”

Cantaloupe: “I just don’t understand. I keep peppering you with my affection.” 

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Does your breakfast talk like this when you are trying to start your day?!

It gets on my last nerve.

(FYI: I put freshly ground black pepper on everything.)

(FYI 2: Robert thinks it’s a little weird too.)