The visuals speak for themselves. Fall is not my favorite season when things start to look like this.
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End Times
As the seasons change so do the plants in my garden. The beginning sunflowers in my garden are all spent and brown. The late blooming one i...
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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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Sad. Symbols of the coming of the loss of light and the beginning of cold.
I see a yellow ladybug in the dry pollen? Pretty withered
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