Things Made of Wood

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Things made of wood, is Cee’s Black and White Photo challenge this week. Here is what I found:

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simplywendi says:

August 27, 2019 at 10:32 am

love the black and white photos.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 27, 2019 at 10:53 am
  
  Thanks Wendi!
  
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  1. simplywendi says:
    
    August 27, 2019 at 11:12 am
    
    you are so welcome!
    
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Cee Neuner says:

August 27, 2019 at 10:07 am

I love your photos this week 😀 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 27, 2019 at 10:52 am
  
  Thank you
  
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