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Told my sister of these rather exotic daisies, I had seen the night before. She asked what color they were. “Pink.” She stepped to the patio window, pointed out to far corner and said, They’re called Cone Flowers. I looked, … Continue reading

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Photo Stone #18

Clouds tell such wonderful stories. Waldo is here again, this time as a dog. Can you find him? Elizabeth Crawford  8/25/11

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