One Woman's Quest II

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Horizontal

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(Posted for Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week: horizontal lines)

10 thoughts on “Horizontal”

Deborah says:

August 4, 2021 at 1:56 pm

Great job! 🙂 ❤

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  August 4, 2021 at 6:42 pm
  
  Thanks 🙏
  
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notontherocks says:

August 4, 2021 at 9:48 am

Superb black and white shot ❤️👍

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  August 4, 2021 at 10:49 am
  
  Thanks 😊
  
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sgeoil says:

August 4, 2021 at 8:05 am

I agree with Liz on the first photo. The second photo almost fooled me. I didn’t realize at first it was a bridge.

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  August 4, 2021 at 10:44 am
  
  Thanks Heather. Some new street art, I guess.
  
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  1. sgeoil says:
    
    August 4, 2021 at 10:45 am
    
    Welcome!
    
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Liz Gauffreau says:

August 4, 2021 at 7:22 am

I love the composition of the first photo, as well as the black-and-white. Brava!

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  August 4, 2021 at 10:43 am
  
  Thanks Liz.
  
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  1. Liz Gauffreau says:
    
    August 5, 2021 at 9:17 pm
    
    You’re welcome, VJ.
    
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