One Woman's Quest II

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In My Neighbourhood

VJnature, photographyclouds, CMMC, ducks, fields14 Comments

Duck on a downed branch and fields and clouds, for Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge: anything with ‘D’ in the word.

14 thoughts on “In My Neighbourhood”

Eugi says:

May 25, 2024 at 8:59 am

Beautiful photos, VJ. I love the pondering duck and the scenic view.

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1. VJ says:
  
  May 25, 2024 at 11:32 am
  
  Thanks Eugi
  
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  1. Eugi says:
    
    May 25, 2024 at 4:54 pm
    
    Most welcome, VJ.
    
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Sadje says:

May 25, 2024 at 2:27 am

Lovely shots

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1. VJ says:
  
  May 25, 2024 at 11:31 am
  
  Thanks, Sadje
  
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  1. Sadje says:
    
    May 25, 2024 at 11:51 am
    
    Most welcome my friend
    
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Wynne Leon says:

May 25, 2024 at 12:38 am

Really beautiful pictures, VJ. I like your neighborhood!

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1. VJ says:
  
  May 25, 2024 at 11:31 am
  
  Thanks Wynne. I do too!
  
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memadtwo says:

May 24, 2024 at 7:36 pm

That’s a great sky . (K)

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1. VJ says:
  
  May 25, 2024 at 11:31 am
  
  Thanks
  
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Liz Gauffreau says:

May 24, 2024 at 7:30 pm

I really like the second photo. Is the crop being grown corn?

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1. VJ says:
  
  May 25, 2024 at 11:30 am
  
  Yes, corn. I really do love our country life. Thanks
  
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Victoria says:

May 24, 2024 at 7:03 am

Oh…the sweet duck and that vista view. Wow. xo, VJ! 🥰

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1. VJ says:
  
  May 24, 2024 at 10:17 am
  
  Thanks Victoria.
  
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