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OH MY GAWD..WHERE’S JANICE!?
🙂
Up, up, and away
we’d like to go, but we’re out of propane.
Crew, we stand half a chance.
Let’s make use of the chili we ate
and give it our gas.
Nice. Thanks Joel.
Stunning photo..
Thank you.
“No matter how hard we tried, we couldn’t put the tent up..”
Thanks. P
I Did Not Think I Had Too Much To Drink When I Agreed To This. I Am Sure No One Will Notice That I Have No Clue About What I Am Doing. Wow…I Certainly Hope Everyone Else DOES Know What They Are Doing! Why Do Things Always Seem Like A Great Idea When Uou Sre Simply Talking About Them And Then When The Time Arrives It Always Feels Like Regret…..
No one noticed. 🙂 Thanks Donna.
I told you to save the directions!
Thanks Linda. 🙂
in heavy Brooklyn accents –
“Mikey, the thingamajig isn’t working!”
“No worries Morrie, Bobby here has plenty of hot air and I think Joey has enough gas to get us airborne, if ya know what I mean! Ha”
Picking on the Brooklynites. 😉 Thanks.
okay, okay
you win !!!
time to go …
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we finished playing
hide and go seek
two hours ago !!!
Thanks Geo.
It takes a team for a complicated project but the team needs a leader who can discern the project, discern the people and disperse accordingly. He’ll be here in just a minute!
Thanks Donna.
Getting ready to take my first hot air balloon ride. So excited.
Take pics. Thanks Kathy.
How long will this take to blow up?
Thanks Hannah.
Such light material and the load of heavy travelers..all excited to get the trip , floating away in the air..feeling light ..as the lift will take them away..landing is easy ..but starting for another journey is a bit tiresome.
Thank you Kalabalu.
Reblogged this on Adithya Entertainment.
When I am 70, I will fill a giant balloon with a thousand forgotten childhood dreams, kiss the people I love best, and float on the wings of eternal memories to the lost city. There, I fall in love again.
Beautiful.
Only thanks to an interesting picture. 🙂 Say, what would the photographer write about his own picture?
Something about team work and unity. 🙂
That’s what I like about photographers – they are generally an intuitive bunch who don’t over-think things. Haha 😛