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Thanks! I was walking home yesterday and this little leaf was just sitting there in the golden sunshine and I picked it up, and it just fell into place LikeLike Reply
Wow!!! I think it was eagerly waiting for you to pick up and thus making it familiar to the blogging family…. Nature always makes her space unique in all aspects of life…. Happy day!!! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Wow!! Nice piece of image which really suits the poem…
Happy day 😊
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Thanks! I was walking home yesterday and this little leaf was just sitting there in the golden sunshine and I picked it up, and it just fell into place
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Wow!!! I think it was eagerly waiting for you to pick up and thus making it familiar to the blogging family….
Nature always makes her space unique in all aspects of life….
Happy day!!!
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