The days go by, the skies get darker and darker, but we persist...not that we have much choice at that point. But we are surrounded by beauty, even if sort of cold, wettish beauty
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The Jetson's flower |
Peaks and clouds |
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David and falls |
The beggar's rain poncho |
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Liquid water |
Solid water |
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Aaaaahhhhh... |
Yep, that's mah poncho |
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Yum |
New style (modello Giuditta) |
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Picture of my sunglasses... |
...a seldom needed tool |