While drinking my coffee and blogging, I look up to see the morning crowd isn't a crowd at all. It is a weekday as on weekends it would be full of people.
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Clouds Above, Trees Here Below
It is a title of a very old song. The view is never predictable but this was a surprise this morning. It has warmed up a bit and the sun w...
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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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