CFFC: Red

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What tugs on heartstrings more
than a child’s tiny red shoe?

Maybe a regal resting post
accented in such a rich hue.

Red, when applied to architecture
creates a classic facade – such class

Some instances, such as blushing, or rash,
render this fiery colour a pain in the ___

(Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge is red.)

10 thoughts on “CFFC: Red”

Hammad Rais says:

September 17, 2018 at 11:27 am

Nice captures to accompany the words 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  September 17, 2018 at 1:23 pm
  
  Thanks
  
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tatianatravelways says:

September 13, 2018 at 5:40 pm

I like the tail of the bird 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  September 13, 2018 at 6:52 pm
  
  Thanks. Cheeky bird, lol
  
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Cee Neuner says:

September 13, 2018 at 4:20 pm

I adore the kids shoe. What a marvelous gallery of reds. 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  September 13, 2018 at 6:51 pm
  
  Thanks, Cer
  
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2. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  September 13, 2018 at 6:51 pm
  
  Fee!
  
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3. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  September 13, 2018 at 6:52 pm
  
  Cee- darn autocorrect
  
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Dorinda Duclos says:

September 13, 2018 at 12:27 am

Haha love the poetry with the pics!! 😊

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  September 13, 2018 at 2:39 am
  
  Thanks
  
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