The dove visits often. It looks like it is looking in at me but I bet it is looking at a reflection of itself in the glass.
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It is getting to the end of their bloom time but the color of red and white still looks good.
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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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