Snapshots: A Mix of Pretty and . . . Not

Let's pretend this is Instagram and start with pretty, shall we?

 

First light is the best light.

And on a much less aesthetically pleasing note . . .

When I say I'm "picking meat," this is what I mean. 

Three chicken carcasses pressure-cooked into stock, then dog scraps in the skillet, meat for us in the Pyrex measurer, and bones/trash in the Pyrex pan. About half an hour of work. Tedious, but necessary to use every bit of those meat birds.

I don't know who set up this scene in Calvin and Jack's room, but it certainly is carefully staged.

We can all be glad that T-Rexes are extinct.

Let's end with something less grisly.

A tiny chef works.

And there you have it! My life, snapshotted.