A Country Drive

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21 thoughts on “A Country Drive”

Hammad Rais says:

April 2, 2021 at 2:54 am

Wonderful countryside views 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  April 2, 2021 at 7:07 am
  
  Thanks
  
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Cee Neuner says:

March 24, 2021 at 11:52 am

Congratulations! I have chosen your post to be featured on CMMC.
https://ceenphotography.com/2021/03/24/cmmc-march-alphabet-letters-ch-or-ck-in-the-the-word/
I hope you are having a terrific week.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 24, 2021 at 12:50 pm
  
  Thanks so much!
  
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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 24, 2021 at 12:50 pm
  
  Thanks for sharing!
  
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Liz Gauffreau says:

March 18, 2021 at 9:07 pm

I love a country drive. My husband and I are headed out for one on Saturday, in fact.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 19, 2021 at 1:03 pm
  
  Enjoy! Hoping we’ll get out too.
  
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  1. Liz Gauffreau says:
    
    March 20, 2021 at 4:52 pm
    
    Thanks! We’re just on our way home now. It was a brilliant sunny day. I got lots of good photos and some video, too. I hope you and Ric are able to get out as well.
    
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  2. V.J. Knutson says:
    
    March 20, 2021 at 8:34 pm
    
    That’s great. Such a nice day. We ended up having company – our daughter and granddaughters dropped by. It was wonderful.
    
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  3. Liz Gauffreau says:
    
    March 20, 2021 at 9:20 pm
    
    I’m so glad to hear you had a good day with your daughter and granddaugthers!!
    
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  4. V.J. Knutson says:
    
    March 21, 2021 at 8:42 am
    
    An injection of sunshine for sure!
    
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  5. Liz Gauffreau says:
    
    March 22, 2021 at 7:30 am
    
    🙂
    
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Rupali says:

March 18, 2021 at 1:03 pm

Lovely.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 18, 2021 at 1:15 pm
  
  Thanks.
  
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Cee Neuner says:

March 18, 2021 at 12:45 pm

V.J.,these are marvelous photos for this week 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 18, 2021 at 1:15 pm
  
  Thanks Cee.
  
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Deborah says:

March 18, 2021 at 10:42 am

Lovely! 🙂 ❤

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 18, 2021 at 1:00 pm
  
  Thanks
  
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spanishwoods says:

March 18, 2021 at 9:12 am

Wonderful image.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  March 18, 2021 at 9:53 am
  
  Thank you
  
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