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Whiting Bay, Isle of Arran, Scotland
28 Wednesday Jun 2017
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Whiting Bay, Isle of Arran, Scotland
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Mother Nature flipping us the ‘bird’? (Giving us the finger?)
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As well she should!
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I was introduced to Frida and read her biography shortly after finishing my first year as a Psychology major. The pics say so much words were not even necessary.
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That fabulous art!
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It is so revealing of her life. I do wish I had visited her little blue house in Mexico but it didn’t happen.
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Why is it that when I see this, I think “emaciated penis”? Must be the penis cake I saw earlier in this blog. I am sure I am going to get nightmares tonight.
Insensitive, I know.
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I can’t imagine how you see it that way. [whistles innocently, looks up at the sky]. Although now that you mention it, I do see the resemblance to a certain old boyfriend…
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