I knew when you flew out of the house Saturday morning you must have seen something that struck you, wow, you see things with the camera lens that we never see with our eyes. Keep it up, I so enjoy each picture.
Oh, how my mom loved the hoar frost. I would call her on frosty mornings and describe it to her. The weeds are even beautiful all frosty. It’s the only time I like weeds.
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2 Comments
Gramma Robbie
I knew when you flew out of the house Saturday morning you must have seen something that struck you, wow, you see things with the camera lens that we never see with our eyes. Keep it up, I so enjoy each picture.
Gramma Kathy
Oh, how my mom loved the hoar frost. I would call her on frosty mornings and describe it to her. The weeds are even beautiful all frosty. It’s the only time I like weeds.