Evening coming to the Pond where we heard the distress calls of at least three turkeys in the woods on our side of the waters. |
Eventually the turkeys flew across the waters to thicker woods and then up high in the cedar elms. |
Morning on the east deck. |
Inside the new screened-in porch. |
Just morning light riding in to the Oak. |
Close-up of drying algae on a creek stone. |
Brought home from France. |
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