Oh To Wade In Calm Waters

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-Eugenia says:

November 7, 2020 at 9:25 am

Beautiful, VJ! I love the gulls standing on the edge of the dam!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 7, 2020 at 2:52 pm
  
  Thanks Eugi. My fave too!
  
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  1. -Eugenia says:
    
    November 7, 2020 at 7:05 pm
    
    You’re welcome!
    
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Liz Gauffreau says:

November 6, 2020 at 6:08 pm

I love the wade in calm water. I particuarly like the gulls standing on the edge of the dam.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 6, 2020 at 6:34 pm
  
  Me too. I wonder what they are discussing, lol. Thanks.
  
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Hammad Rais says:

November 6, 2020 at 1:48 pm

Wonderful indeed 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 6, 2020 at 4:33 pm
  
  Thanks.
  
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Deborah says:

November 6, 2020 at 12:37 pm

These are just beautiful V.J.! 🙂 ❤

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 6, 2020 at 4:28 pm
  
  Thanks Deborah
  
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