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Imagination… It’s a Good Thing. Isn’t It?
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Winter Walk
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Just a Walk in the Park
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You welcome it so well Miss Maery Rose!!! The depth of this picture is awesome!
Enjoy your day sweetie and may it be filled with blessins from above. :o)
Beautiful Maery…you’re inspiring me to focus on poetry this month…turns out it might just be my favorite form of writing!
The words make you feel the color of spring. Beautiful. Lovely photo too, makes me happy!