thoughts escaping my mind
It’s a long time since I’ve been excited about pictures. Sure, it’s nice to copy pictures from the memory card to the computer and see what you have.
But the surprise from a roll of film inside a camera so long that you forgot what you took in the first place?
It can’t compare.
I got a whole lot of bulbs and took some pictures of my mother’s rings.
I put everything on the floor and took pictures from there. Handheld.
Ever since we got ourselves a soya bean milk maker, we’ve been left with this powdery residue called okara. (You can also extract milk by hand if you like.) Continue reading “Okara: Milking the soy bean to the very end”
