One Woman's Quest II

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Oh, November!

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Last on the card for November for Bushboy’s challenge.

12 thoughts on “Oh, November!”

Eugi says:

December 4, 2023 at 7:43 am

Your cardinal shot is gorgeous! Feel better soon! 💖

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1. VJ says:
  
  December 4, 2023 at 9:27 am
  
  Thanks Eugi
  
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  1. Eugi says:
    
    December 4, 2023 at 1:12 pm
    
    You’re welcome, VJ.
    
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Wynne Leon says:

December 4, 2023 at 12:41 am

Dang!

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Sadje says:

December 3, 2023 at 9:38 am

A beautiful shot. Sorry about the Covid being positive still.

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1. VJ says:
  
  December 3, 2023 at 12:27 pm
  
  Thanks Sadje. It’s actually negative today, so now to regain strength
  
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  1. Sadje says:
    
    December 3, 2023 at 7:56 pm
    
    You’re welcome! Yay! Good news.
    
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Liz Gauffreau says:

December 3, 2023 at 8:55 am

Wow! Your cardinal shot is perfect!!! (The Covid test not so much.)

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1. VJ says:
  
  December 3, 2023 at 12:25 pm
  
  Lol. She is such a bright spot in all that tangle.
  
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  1. Liz Gauffreau says:
    
    December 3, 2023 at 4:25 pm
    
    😀
    
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Victoria says:

December 3, 2023 at 7:57 am

This is a beauty, VJ! Thank you! 😎

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1. VJ says:
  
  December 3, 2023 at 12:23 pm
  
  She’s as confused as I am about where this darn virus came from, lol.
  
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