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Beautiful pictures....through the lens and in words! Thanks for your visit. Nita.
posted by
snowview
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November 4, 2009
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great poetry!!
posted by
Samantha39
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November 3, 2009
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So neato!
That's a word isn't it?
posted by
Whacky
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November 3, 2009
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I find this to be motivating.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
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November 3, 2009
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Simply outstanding!
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hardilaziz
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November 3, 2009
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Nice observation about the frost on the grass love. BC-A, Bill’s RJLst
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BC-A
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November 3, 2009
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And the grass also facilitates in sudden descent, doesn't it?
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Straightforward
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November 3, 2009
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small poem, little words, with lots of meaning. Thank you for sharing
and thanks for visiting my blog. Chuck.
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chuck_ibrahim
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November 3, 2009
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Troosha, there's nothing like a frosty morning to get the blood circulating
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..I can almost hear the sound of frosted grass underfoot as I read your poem..:).
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Rumor
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November 3, 2009
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BRRRRRRR WE HAVE BEEN GETTING VERY HEAVY FROSTS HERE.
posted by
Kabu
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November 3, 2009
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~ so Glorious --- splendor in the morn ~
~ Elyse
posted by
elysianfields
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November 3, 2009
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Now you've got me singing, and I don't sing so's anyone would want to listen.
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TAPS.
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November 3, 2009
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Ah yes, the first frost of the season can be glorious to behold in
its morning slendor...
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Ariala
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November 3, 2009
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