Patterns in Black and White

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For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: patterns

9 thoughts on “Patterns in Black and White”

Cee Neuner says:

September 20, 2021 at 12:46 pm

Oh I like your photos for this week. Your last two photos have great patterns are so ordinary. Love this post 😀

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  September 20, 2021 at 12:49 pm
  
  Thanks Cee.
  
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Isha says:

September 20, 2021 at 11:24 am

You’ve captured such pretty images!

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  September 20, 2021 at 11:25 am
  
  Thanks 😊
  
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Deborah says:

September 20, 2021 at 10:27 am

I agree with Liz! 🙂 ❤

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  September 20, 2021 at 10:29 am
  
  😊
  
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Liz Gauffreau says:

September 20, 2021 at 7:26 am

Excellent response to the prompt, particuarly the first photo!

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  September 20, 2021 at 10:23 am
  
  Thanks 😊
  
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  1. Liz Gauffreau says:
    
    September 20, 2021 at 6:44 pm
    
    You’re welcome. 🙂
    
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