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| Spring rain in the Holler. |
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| One handed shooting from under the umbrella. |
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| Not time to uncover the garden, in case of snow showers! |
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| Watching the Forsythia burst into blossom. It happens quite literally. |
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| Wet sculpture among the Hydrangeas. |
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| Colors in the mist. |
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| Pretty Pansies at my doorstep. |
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| After a long winter the moss is thirsty! Turning bright green in it's haste to absorb the rain, slippery too. |
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| Colors are popping in the rock garden. |
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| Daffodils, their heads bowed, under the weight of the rain drops. |
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| Happen's every year, rain for a day and then Tulips appear! |
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