Herself: Bike and Bee plus everything else.
It’s time to do deep cleaning on Snapfish.
I keep having this fear that some great voice from the sky will lean down and tell me that I can never upload anything to Snapfish again as I have gone over my limit.* Here I am supposedly writing a poem for Thursday’s poetry group, and so far all I have done is delete photos. Perhaps I should be writing about deleting instead of about action.
If you want me, I will be leaping with joy at my lower JPG footprint while The Geeeee-zer leaps about his higher computer footprint.
Why be logical. Maybe we just need to go to Disneyland.
* There is no limit that I know.