Cleaning out a garage that had never been cleaned in thirty years can give me lots of things to find. My addition of new junk to my old junk collection. No it isn't my garage, I don't own a garage.
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Young Mourning Dove
It is frosty this morning and the dove shows up for some seed. It is standing on the frosted surface of the table bird feeder.
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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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Good range of textures in this one, Larry.
I imagine it's like an Aladdin Cave adventure.
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