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She oaks



Along the fence mystery shapes swirled through the she oaks.

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  1. Funny - I had a spiderweb on a fence with barbed wire on my mind today for my blog. I even resized it but didn't find a quote ... now I am glad I didn't post it: your's is so much better! :-) Mine is for the dumpster, hehe.

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  2. This is astoundingly gorgeous, Joan.

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  3. I love the she-oaks at the beach, especially the sound of the wind blowing through them - but hate it when you walk on those spiky nut things.

    Love all the mist photos -especially the first one from your last post.

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  4. You are right, it's a totally different web from the one I posted yesterday.

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