Wordless Wednesday

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14 thoughts on “Wordless Wednesday”

Hammad Rais says:

November 6, 2020 at 1:46 pm

Punches right in the heart

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 6, 2020 at 4:32 pm
  
  It kind of does.
  
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sgeoil says:

November 4, 2020 at 6:48 pm

So poignant…

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 5, 2020 at 9:57 am
  
  Thanks Heather. A picture hold a thousand words.
  
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  1. sgeoil says:
    
    November 5, 2020 at 3:11 pm
    
    That it does…and sometimes leaves us speechless..
    
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simplywendi says:

November 4, 2020 at 12:03 pm

beautifully sad……….

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 4, 2020 at 2:16 pm
  
  Haunting for sure.
  
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  1. simplywendi says:
    
    November 4, 2020 at 5:56 pm
    
    yes it is………
    
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myplaidheart says:

November 4, 2020 at 10:10 am

So random! Funny the places you find shoes.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 4, 2020 at 11:31 am
  
  Right! I always wonder about the story behind the one shoe.
  
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  1. myplaidheart says:
    
    November 4, 2020 at 11:38 am
    
    And socks too.
    
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Athira says:

November 4, 2020 at 8:36 am

Strange and striking snap

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 4, 2020 at 11:29 am
  
  Thank you. I thought so too. Looks like there is a story here.
  
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  1. Athira says:
    
    November 4, 2020 at 11:30 am
    
    Yes
    
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