It's all in the title, but you have to look for it. I had him let me out to take pictures as I walked home down the two-track. I only caught this one of him driving away from me.
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- The Cloud
- Curve of the road
- Meet you at the pump
- Reminders of a past time
- A Frosty Morning
- Garden Bounty
- October Spirit of the Farm Market
- Tiny clouds over our tiny house; my husband in his...
- The Glittering Frost
- Row of seedling trees
- Leaves Falling Fast
- Flare
- Beach grasses: morning
- Calm under cloud
- The hidden dark of the forest
- Trees
- Slant Light of Morning
- Where Edwin Markham wrote The Man with the Hoe
- In the Heritage Park
- Where Tanner mowed the bracken
- Heavenly light
- Morning light
- The heart-shaped leaf
- Clouds at sunrise
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- A sprinkle of cloud over the bog
- A country road in autumn
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