CB&WC: Circles

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Must have been hungry when thinking of this prompt, because my mind went to bowls, brimming with vegetable curry – so yummy.

Or that marvellous Mediterranean gluten free pizza I had at the Mill Street Pub in Ottawa.

Now, I’ve made you hungry, for which I apologize. Maybe this circle of trees, taken at our campsite on Vancouver Island, will help distract you.

Happy Weekend all!

(Cee’s Black & White challenge is circles and curves.)

2 thoughts on “CB&WC: Circles”

Cee Neuner says:

October 1, 2018 at 4:43 pm

Oh I really like your tree photo. Wonderful photos for this week. 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  October 1, 2018 at 7:50 pm
  
  Thanks, Cee.
  
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