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Christmas Eve


Hey Mr Mice can I join your party ... I'm all dressed up and ready to go?
For fantistic shots at the windows go visit Julie's blog.

David Jones windows

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  1. Thank you for that, Joan. I like your treatment here. Trying to get the reaction and the context is a challenge.

    Getting to know you better has been one of the joys of my 2009, Joan, and to actually meet you was a treat that I hope will continue throughout 2010. May your Friday be filled with laughter, love and friendship in the company of those for whom you care most.

    My kindest regards

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  2. Great photo for Christmas Eve. I hope you are already enjoying your Christmas Day.

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  3. What a lovely series of photos Joan! I hope you had a happy and restful Christmas and that the New Year brings you happiness and adventure!
    best wishes from Melbourne,
    x Juddie

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