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A Poem Written Long Ago
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch...
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When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
A great document of an important day.
ReplyDeletethanks, John.
DeleteLove seeing these photos of such a day there in our nation's capital. I also love your new header. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Robin. Yes, that Half Dome shot I took a few years ago is one of my all-time favorites, and my top seller! Three people have purchased it over the past few years -- I love that it is hanging in their homes and that they get pleasure out of it every day.
DeleteThank you for more photos from that hopeful day in 2017. Together we can do what we could never do alone. The thoughtful and intent faces engage my attention in the best of ways. This is a reminder of what we have going for us all.
ReplyDeleteMaravillosa to see your vision of Yosemite in winter!
yes, those faces in the crowd, captivated me.
DeleteGreat photos!
ReplyDeleteGracias, Sharon.
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