(This time, we used a food mill.)
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glad the suggestion turned out for you :)
Posted by
Anonymous |
16/9/07 21:33
1. Yum!
2. You are a phenomenal photographer. I am entranced by your mastery over light.
Posted by
Heather |
18/9/07 10:55