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| Heading out. |
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| Ever changing canvas, that is the sky. |
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| Even as a flower begins to decay there is loveliness in it. A reminder to women that there is nothing to fear in aging. |
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| So much potential. Just waiting. |
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| I notice the detail and texture. This flower has truly raged and lived. |
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| Another aging beauty. |
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| An umbrella tree sharing space with a shrub. I love this tree. |







