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Late in Migration
While walking in my yard I see a monarch butterfly sitting on a zinnia flower. It was a surprise as the monarch migration has passed throug...
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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...

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Maybe it will bloom better next year. Wishing you and Della a very nice week.
Those lovely buds will never open. There's a strange sort of beauty about the poor petals.
A faint flush of pink is all that reminds us of what might have been.
It got too cold..this rose should do great next year..I hope! :)
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