cascading snowflakes
whispered secrets to the moon
under winter's spell
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Coming home...
I took this photo a few years ago at the Balloon Festival. A long day at the airports on July 3 rd gave way to a late twilight flight out...
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When I was a little girl, my grandmother would always say, “When the days begin to lengthen, the cold begins to strengthen.” I am sure... -
Taking a walk down town, one will find our circle of commerce. It really is a small town and the circle includes our courthou... -
The first time I went to summer camp, I was ten and it was girl scout camp. I remember my mom and dad leaving me standing in the doorway o...
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