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Showing posts with label Wordless Wednesday. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Wordless Wednesday Water Garden

Posted by Gail at 4:30:00 AM 14 comments:

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Labels: frog, lilies, pecan blossoms, rain, water garden, Wordless Wednesday

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Flags of Friendship

Thanks, Cyndi!

Posted by Gail at 10:25:00 PM 18 comments:

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Labels: a gift, friend, irises, Wordless Wednesday

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Wordless Wild Things

Posted by Gail at 4:00:00 AM 21 comments:

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Labels: fern frond, fungi, wild flowers, Wordless Wednesday

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Wordless Wednesday

Posted by Gail at 4:00:00 AM 12 comments:

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Labels: snow crocuses, Wordless Wednesday

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Wordless Wednesday

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Posted by Gail at 3:30:00 AM 12 comments:

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Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Wordless Water

Posted by Gail at 4:30:00 AM 13 comments:

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Labels: creek, Junior, Ki-Anne, water, Wordless Wednesday

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