The morning glory refuses to die. I bet Thursday night will be it's last night.
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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... -
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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They have been so pretty; I hate to see them go.
All good things must come to an end, as the old saying goes. I just noticed on your sidebar you have a new blog, I'm off to visit it.
So lovely!
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