
Transient traces
Presence left in melting snow
Fragile memories
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I love seeing bird prints in the snow, simply adorable!
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There were heron prints around the pond… but all the fish were accounted for 🙂
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Phew!
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Aww!🥰
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Little bird prints! That is adorable. (Set with a beautifully poignant poem.) ❤ Love this.
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Thanks, Sarah 🙂
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So delicate and beautiful
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Thanks, Sadje.
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My pleasure
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BIG bird prints! And lovely words!
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There were bigger ones where the heorn had been.
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Sometimes I find deer prints close to my back porch. I think they use my home as a windbreak.
Right now I can spot (from my picture window -facing west) the squirrel trails to their feeder.
Glad all your fish were still there 💗
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There are deer inthe fields behind my home… my garden is securely fenced, so they can’t come in…and more to the point, Ani doesn’t get out and put herself in danger from the roads.
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Dinosaur tracks. 🙂
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Pretty much 🙂
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