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Roadside ponds. I like to find these real treasures. They have so much life and sometimes they stay intact over the years because they are hidden in the neighborhood. |
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The day was for rest, and the afternoon was coming to the end. |
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Nature's knitting. |
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First leaves. |
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"Enjoy the different colors and forms, but be careful with the habitat and the animals," I said to myself. I could see a big rat jumping into the pond. |
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No words. Just contemplation. |
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Star Wars lightsabers? |
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Synapses? |
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The birds take their spots for the night. Time for me to go home. |









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