The morning after a rain. It is a different view every monring. The jet trails seem to be always in the shot.
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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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Gorgeous skies.
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