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As pictures purportedly are, and since words seem scarce to me these days, here's a photo of our backyard floribunda.
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Winner: 4th Contest November
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Alas, I live in a flat in the suburbs, and so I don't have a backyard, much less a picture of one.
Here's a picture of the cat I used to have.
I took this picture not long after I adopted her. She settled in quite well. It was too bad that I had to give her away.
Few summers ago, small regional village
Where we went today, Parfrey's Glen, tucked away in the Baraboo Range, about an hour's drive and 45 minute hike.
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This is not a painting and has not been altered. Colors are real
A star is born; actually, a cucumber is born.
@Iain Aschendale was making fun of the fact that I use my phone to time my meditation sessions. This is a photo of a miniature Buddha that a friend picked up for me in India back in 1979, long before cell phones or even the Internet. But he sure looks like he is scrolling his news feeds or FB: