Maureen F.:
A thought, a time, a memory (version 2)
Maureen F.:
the return of SPIKE !!
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a fleeting moment, like so many that collect like splintered memories, all preciously held
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Loving the late afternoon light
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ye old classic nail in the board shot
Maureen F.:
a rhetorical weapon
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How could I resist?
Maureen F.:
underneath a Harvest Moon
Maureen F.:
I've got my head still stuck in Spring ...slowly easing into Summer
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extremely difficult circumstances
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making the best of a bad situation
Maureen F.:
Creative pessimist
Maureen F.:
grace
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The door is open
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finding my way through the tangled labyrinth of life
Maureen F.:
I hope this feeling never goes away......
Maureen F.:
strewn in amongst the bluebells, there my mind's eye lay
Maureen F.:
Life is not static
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The Beauty of Life
Maureen F.:
everything positive is magnified by hope
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a touch of pink
Maureen F.:
Beauty is in her Heart
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It's a perfect day ...la la la.....
Maureen F.:
I am just taking it day by day but it seems that time just flies by so quickly
Maureen F.:
and so I said and I repeat, I don't believe in Ghosts
Maureen F.:
Summer happiness for my Winter Blues
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Oh the ironies of life
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Reaching back
Maureen F.:
beauty baccanalia
Maureen F.:
whether the sun peeks out from its slumber with brilliant rays, whether I am awakened with rereshing rain or such, I still greet the day with a grateful heart
