The Bugmaster:
There is a magic in this place like no other. One could easily say that it was like flying, the wind in one's face, and the sting of wild rain upon one's cheek.
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Have you ever wondered if you were the one that was upside down?
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Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
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Laurie De'Tullins
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The baking is all done...
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There are moments which can change a person's life for all time, and I suddenly wondered if I would ever see my snug Hobbit Hole again, I wondered, if I actually wanted to.
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The World Beyond the Wardrobe
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Love is Musical
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Celebrating 1 year on Flickr
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Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.
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Andrew and Kathryn doing surround sound
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Kathryn on the fiddle
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Soon they'll be shinin'
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A house without books is like a room without windows
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Warfare in the tall grass
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Windshield Rainspray
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Deteriorated
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Sunlight, wait for me, I'm coming!
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Root Beer
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Clearwater Window Spray
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Holding sunlight
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These golden moments they slip away. The winter's coming fast. The fields are reaped and turned to hay. And Autumn now is past.
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The King stood tall, for his Queen was always by his side. The tribulations that assualted him held no calamnity, for she was always by his side. The wars could rage beyond his borders, but there was peace within his realm, for she was always by his side.
The Bugmaster:
In the darkness of the silent forest an idea was concieved. It sprung forth from the weeds of the good earth. It the drifted down from the green leaves of the trees, and it rained down from the clouds in the great Heavens.
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.: Fern With Flies :.
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.: My Joy :.
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.: Gold Cord Lake :.