Meet my friends ...
Some of my readers/followers (oh my gosh .... I have readers and followers!?!) have asked why I never post pictures of my family or friends. In short, the question is why don't I ever include photos of people in my blog stories.
The answer is quite quite simple: 1. I take terrible people pictures; 2. I have issues with privacy and don't like to have my image out there very much. As such, I have made the (perhaps erroneous) assumption that most people in my life don't want their picture out there either.
I think I might be wrong about this, as I have noticed many bloggers plaster all kinds of photos of themselves, their family, friends and random strangers all over Facebook, blogs and the like.
So, I guess I'll go get some help for my (privacy) issues, and without further adieu (ah-dooh?), I'd like to introduce you to some friend I have met in my travels:
First up, meet my friend, Sara ... and a young man whom she befriended on Cockleshell Beach ...
The answer is quite quite simple: 1. I take terrible people pictures; 2. I have issues with privacy and don't like to have my image out there very much. As such, I have made the (perhaps erroneous) assumption that most people in my life don't want their picture out there either.
I think I might be wrong about this, as I have noticed many bloggers plaster all kinds of photos of themselves, their family, friends and random strangers all over Facebook, blogs and the like.
So, I guess I'll go get some help for my (privacy) issues, and without further adieu (ah-dooh?), I'd like to introduce you to some friend I have met in my travels:
First up, meet my friend, Sara ... and a young man whom she befriended on Cockleshell Beach ...
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