Happy Trios

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Swallows line the wires that run beside the river – a brief respite from their constant swooping and diving. Even at rest their little bodies fidget.

Mares and their offspring gather together – a heartwarming sight. And, then, there is my brood, offering an “I love you” to the camera:

(For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: 3 items or the number three)

6 thoughts on “Happy Trios”

TCast says:

June 27, 2019 at 3:01 am

Oh those little girls are so cute! All 3 of them!!!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  June 27, 2019 at 11:12 am
  
  Thanks! Sure do love them.
  
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Cee Neuner says:

June 26, 2019 at 11:35 am

V.J. you make it hard to pick a favorite. Maybe the birds on the wire. But tomorrow it would probably be one of your other photos. 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  June 26, 2019 at 11:49 am
  
  Haha – those birds get me every time. Remind me of teaching days.
  
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Jackie says:

June 26, 2019 at 7:10 am

Great collection!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  June 26, 2019 at 11:04 am
  
  Thank you, Jackie!
  
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