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There’s gold in them hills! But it won’t last for long. Catch it while you can.

Flower memories: watering violet blooms holding grandma’s hand

Knocked down by harsh wind,willow leaves could be a schoolof silver green fish.

Leaf-bare trees exposesummer’s hidden nesting spotabandoned for now.

Beloved paint mare puts on her warm winter coat, so fluffy and fat.

A potato heart! Another sweet reminder to love one another.

The best of buddiesage gracefully together,unaware of time.

Gratitude for Gifts that we love in our lives and those that makes us grow!

Cascading willows early to leaf, late to drop life at its fullest

Once feral kitten,his meow sounds like hello,snuggles me awake.