We did not get the rain that they predicted. The clouds slid by us to the west leaving high and dry again.
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Iris
It is a smaller iris bloom and the color is so strong and pure. The white beard against the purple is so good to have.
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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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