Red: A Welcome Sight

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For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week Challenge: red.

10 thoughts on “Red: A Welcome Sight”

Deborah says:

March 11, 2020 at 12:07 pm

This is lovely V.J.! ❤

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 11, 2020 at 1:28 pm
  
  Thanks Deborah!
  
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  1. Deborah says:
    
    March 11, 2020 at 3:11 pm
    
    You’re welcome my friend! ❤
    
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Rupali says:

March 11, 2020 at 10:31 am

Wonderful shot.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 11, 2020 at 1:27 pm
  
  Thanks
  
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Prior... says:

March 11, 2020 at 9:16 am

Nice trio of warming reds

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 11, 2020 at 1:27 pm
  
  Thanks!
  
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Liz Gauffreau says:

March 11, 2020 at 8:00 am

A welcome sight indeed! The building in the second photo is interesting. What are the sheds in front of it?

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 11, 2020 at 1:27 pm
  
  The building is a town hall. I imagine those are utility sheds for the groundskeepers – very well maintained, tourist sight.
  
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  1. Liz Gauffreau says:
    
    March 12, 2020 at 7:30 am
    
    It’s very grand. Utility sheds would make sense.
    
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