Canadian Couple

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Marsha says:

March 15, 2021 at 10:39 pm

Your pairs are perfect, VJ. I can’t tell you which one I like better. Superb photography. 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 16, 2021 at 9:58 am
  
  Thanks Marsha. Appreciate that you shared this.
  
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  1. Marsha says:
    
    March 16, 2021 at 1:48 pm
    
    You’re always welcome. 🙂
    
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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 15, 2021 at 9:52 am
  
  Thanks for sharing
  
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Lisa Coleman says:

March 11, 2021 at 7:25 pm

Love your pairs V.J.! 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 12, 2021 at 8:15 am
  
  Thanks Lisa.
  
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  1. Lisa Coleman says:
    
    March 13, 2021 at 7:33 am
    
    You’re welcome. 😊
    
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Joanne Heap says:

March 11, 2021 at 5:46 pm

What a stunning photograph I love the Canadian Goose 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 12, 2021 at 8:15 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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Hammad Rais says:

March 7, 2021 at 2:57 am

This is really wonderful 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 7, 2021 at 8:34 am
  
  Thanks Hammad
  
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Teresa says:

March 5, 2021 at 9:28 pm

Love the bird and its reflection!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 6, 2021 at 10:58 am
  
  Thanks Teresa.
  
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Cee Neuner says:

March 5, 2021 at 12:40 pm

I love your last photo of the Canadian geese. 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 5, 2021 at 2:46 pm
  
  Thanks Cee. Me too.
  
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2. Liz Gauffreau says:
  
  March 5, 2021 at 6:06 pm
  
  I love that one, too, particularly the reflections!
  
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Deborah says:

March 5, 2021 at 10:50 am

This is wonderful! 🙂 ❤

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 5, 2021 at 11:30 am
  
  Thanks. I liked to be able to balance like that on one leg, lol.
  
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  1. Deborah says:
    
    March 5, 2021 at 1:17 pm
    
    Me too! 🙂 ❤
    
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bobokuma says:

March 5, 2021 at 10:24 am

Beautiful

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 5, 2021 at 11:28 am
  
  Thank you
  
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Keith says:

March 5, 2021 at 8:08 am

VJ, many thanks. It is nice to open a blog and see a lovely picture that makes your blood pressure subside. Thank you for that. Have a great weekend. Keith

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 5, 2021 at 8:09 am
  
  Glad it had that effect, Keith, thanks.
  
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