Sunday, 24 September 2017

Day 258 - September 15th


Another memory from when the children were young - sycamore keys. We used to watch then twizzle in the air like helicopters.
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JoAnn ( Scene Through My Eyes) said...

Our maple trees have similar wings - what fun to watch them dance in the wind.

3 October 2017 at 02:39

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