Painted End

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Creatively painted front porch for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge and a final photo for Bushboy’s last photo of the month, which also happens to be something painted (by yours truly).

14 thoughts on “Painted End”

bushboy says:

July 20, 2020 at 8:00 am

I love art work when you do it for yourself and hope that others may notice as they stroll past. I love the vibrancy of the colours and detail VJ 🙂 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  July 20, 2020 at 9:26 am
  
  Thanks so much Brian.
  
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Teresa says:

July 3, 2020 at 7:48 pm

Love that front porch and seat.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  July 4, 2020 at 8:09 am
  
  Thanks!
  
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Cee Neuner says:

July 3, 2020 at 10:46 am

These photo are absolutely perfect for both Bushboy’s challenge and mine. 😀 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  July 3, 2020 at 10:47 am
  
  Thanks Cee.
  
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sgeoil says:

July 3, 2020 at 10:32 am

Love the painting!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  July 3, 2020 at 10:32 am
  
  Thanks Heather
  
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  1. sgeoil says:
    
    July 3, 2020 at 1:07 pm
    
    Welcome 😊
    
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Keith says:

July 3, 2020 at 8:59 am

Great front porch! A blogging friend Janis periodically will reveal pictures of doors like this on her travels. So, cool. Keith

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  July 3, 2020 at 10:26 am
  
  Thanks Keith. We live in an artsy neighbourhood. I sneak pics.
  
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Deborah says:

July 3, 2020 at 8:10 am

Very beautiful! 🙂 ❤

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  July 3, 2020 at 10:25 am
  
  Thank you my friend.
  
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  1. Deborah says:
    
    July 3, 2020 at 11:50 am
    
    😀 ❤ !
    
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