...they would speak of joy, sadness, pain, and laughter, but most of all...they would speak of love.
3718 Meadow Spring, I hope you give the next family that lives among your walls as much love as you gave mine.
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- Day 59: Photographer in the Shadows
- Day 58: Column of Translucence
- Day 57: Droplets
- Day 56: Red
- Day 55: Pebbles
- Day 54: Cross of Concrete and Steel
- Day 53: "Water"
- Day 52: Shower of Globules
- Day 51: Cuisine
- Day 50: Keeping an Eye Out
- Day 49: Books
- Day 48: A Dandy
- Day 47: Cup
- Day 46: Fountain
- Day 45: Lucky Clovers
- Day 44: If These Walls Could Talk...
- Day 43: Ferns in the Backyard
- Day 42: Galveston
- Day 41: Alleyway
- Day 40: Joy
- Day 39: A Crown Illuminated
- Day 38: "Get Tested."
- Day 37: Sun Breaks Through a Window
- Day 36: Colorless Sunset
- Day 35: Spring is EVERYWHERE
- Day 34: Nature's Fireworks
- Day 33: Power Off
- Day 32: My Gas Nozzle
- Day 31: A Ghastly Church
- Day 30: UFOs in a Parking Garage
- Day 29: A Sea of Fire
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2 comments:
Moving is sad; I totally understand that.
Jeremy, I don't even know your home and this makes me miss it a little.
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