This fountain flows with memories of my youth. I used to play here and occasionally walk on the stones when nobody was looking.
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- Flamenco Dancing in Jerez, Spain
- Culver City Senior Center
- Brothers(forgot to post Friday....sorry about that!)
- What are you doing on Thanksgiving Day?Happy Thank...
- Reading the newspaper.
- Time is of essence.
- How many cooks does it take to spoil the broth?The...
- This looks like it comes straight out of my collec...
- I wonder if Julia Child would approve this hors d'...
- This was so unbelievably nostalgic: REAL American ...
- This is not the kind of food photo I wanted to pos...
- French chicken. Bonjour!
- Number 133
- The tiny details of nature can be calming.
- Just a little fungus growing from the stump.
- Entering the house of Monet.
- Making a picture of Ingrid taking a picture.Happy ...
- From feet to shoes; wooden shoes.
- Today is the 11th day of the 11th month. It is the...
- Taking an afternoon nap.
- Through an opening in the wall.
- Upside down fountain
- Ying YangRight LeftBlack BlondBalance
- Southern California jelly fish.
- Entitled: In the tropics!Here in Holland it is rai...
- Lots and lots of smiles!
- Totally an illusion: the country cottage.
- And now for something completely different!
- Halloween finger-food
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