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Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and provides; and in this respect, it irrigates the deserts that our lives have already become. C. S. Lewis

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Small town main street.  Etna Indiana

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Indiana Cemetery Sunrise 2

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Indiana Cemetery Sunrise

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The Best of Times

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Borage at the edge of my garden.  A herb, but I'm growing it as forage for my bees.

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Open hive and smoker at sunset.

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Niagara Falls April 11.

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Snow at the edge of the Canadian Falls at Niagara, April 11.

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Think "Spring"

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Cabin Fever singing a lonely song through the wires and across the road.

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A winter storm with wind and snow and falling temperatures - not a day I would choose for new lambs to arrive, but arrive they did. Their fist night will be windy and cold.

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A Winter Storm brings all types of univited guests seeking shelter in the barn.

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2014 so far

Snowy and Cold

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Fall flashback - the sweet gum tree in my front yard on Nov. 12th. When I planted the tree there it was an 8 ft. sapling from our woods.

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Fenceline and frost after snow fog.

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Twins born Wednesday evening, the 27th. Happy Thanksgiving!

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Showing wethers at the North American International Livestock Expo