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The Difficult July List
D is for...
Wide
Edge
Cylindrical
Feelings
Mysterious
Weed
Joke
Pile
Speed
Night
Whatever You Want
D is for Devotion
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| These two will declare their devotion next year. Yup, another wedding for us. We are most happy. |
Wide
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| A wide shot of Lake Travis in Central Texas. This baby is now 83% full as opposed to 37% at the beginning of May. Life is returning to the Highland Lakes. |
Edge
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| A couple of months ago, the edge of Lake Buchannan was way out at the end of the dam on the right. This reservoir is creeping up also. Now at 71% capacity as opposed to 37%. |
Cylindrical
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| Morning Glories on my pink flamingo whirly-bird |
Feelings
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| Bunco Bitches, less a couple of them. Suppose after 25 years I have some feelings for them. Just a few. |
Mysterious
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| Mysterious indeed. |
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| When did these babies grow up? The one on the left has been hanging with us since he was four years old. Babies. Yesterday. |
Weed
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| How does my garden grow... |
Joke
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| If this had been hanging in that bathroom my boys used all those years, it would not have been a joke -- except for the ladies part. Funny to see while waiting for the john in a bar though. |
Pile
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| Summer Produce. Got your rhubarb pie, your cherries, peaches, corn, cucumbers, eggplant, heirloom tomatoes, jalapenos, green peppers, and assorted junk on the counter. |
Speed
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| Not quite fast enough with that badminton racket. |
Night
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| The Blue Moon |
Whatever I Want
Taking a little liberty here. Fourth of July week was very fun with youngest son who lives in NYC home for a week. Lots of dear friends and family around our tables. Have added just a few extra pics. Okay, more than a few. My blog.
I'll tell you what. These photo posts kill me. Takes me much longer to figure it all out and arrange than it ever did to write an essay. Might have to rethink this monthly Scavenger Hunt. Fun when its done though. Sort of like taking nothing and making something, anyway you want.
How often does one get to do that?
