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Flame azalea
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O Tiger-lily
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Jack
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Watch the little daisies grow.
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Sparky
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If the world is cold, make it your business to build fires.
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What's that?
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Rope burn?
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I only have one burning desire, let me stand next to your fire.
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All we can do is throw a flower on the water.
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I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one.
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Touch Me Not
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No wonder butterflies can't resist them.
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The apple blossom exists to create fruit; when that comes, the petal falls.
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Red is the ultimate cure for sadness.
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So inviting.
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Neon
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Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.
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The hills are ablaze.
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What flowers grow between your nose and your chin? .... Tulips.
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Irish colors.
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What sunshine is to flowers...smiles are to humanity.
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Earth laughs in flowers.
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Sky on fire.
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Straight from the camera. No post editing, I let God do all the work.
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God's Glory
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Red hair is great. It's rare, and therefore superior.
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This photo was not edited. Taken straight from the camera.
