The mourning dove comes daily for a few seeds. It is time for my photo shoot when it arrives. I try to throw out a few loose seeds each morning to make sure there is something there for the dove.
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Morning Light
When I turn the light on in the morning I am reminded of Africa and Maine, USA. The lighting isn't great for the picture but the shape...
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My dad has come home from the war. It is 1945 in the summer. My oldest brother Ron is on the right and Rex is on the left. The next two bo... -
Teddy's legs are a little short for this big wheel but he still likes sitting on it. These shots were buried in my files and this one...
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Such gorgeous photos. I love to hear the doves.
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