A wreath that is due to come down. I don't see it usually as it is on the back side of the door. I will disappear soon to storage.
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Futtering Visitor
While cutting the last of the zinnias for the season two of these small butterflies joined me. They liked the flowera that I was cutting fo...
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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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