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| The Atlantic Ocean. |
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| The tide was coming in one big heave and we just had time to make it out. |
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| Sitting on Porpoise Point we remarked, "we have the place all to ourselves!" |
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| We were the last car off the point, almost became marooned! |
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| Laughing Gulls laughing at us! |
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| The surge of the waves crashing into shore. |
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| All stirred up and foamy. Remember to read the tide charts next time, it was a close call! |
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| I love walking into this tiny little home. |
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| Standing at the front door looking in. |
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| We drove and we drove and we drove...pretty clear sailing all the way. So happy to be here safe and sound. |
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| Found on bluebellgray.com Simple and easy for my kitchen table. |
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| Found on dreamhousecammy.blogspot.com Master bath. |
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| Found on brightbazaarblog.com The bedroom under the eaves. |
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| Found on savvysouthernstyle.net I have posted this room before only in a different color-way. I have the pillow fabric, here at the shop, ready to be made into pillows! |
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| Found on marcusdesigninc.com Downstairs guest room. |
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| Found on apartmenttherapy.com This is a great collection to hang in my dinning room. |
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| Found on homeadore.com My log home will be one large room on the main level, so all these rooms, kitchen, living room, dinning room and fireplace are all in the same space. |
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| Found on bloodandchampagne.com
A girl can dream and maybe, someday, I will have one more house to design.
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| The Blue Lobellias against the burnt orange Maple leaves and the yellow Mums! |
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| Fall colors in full bloom. |
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| Look at the size of those Maple trees over at the Korner Kottage, wow!! Do you think there are a million leaves? Wonder who rakes all those leaves up? Big sale at Anchor Cottage, Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Forecast is for a sunny weekend. See you at the store. |
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| That golden moment when all that shimmers in the wind is light. |
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| Yes, this is one of the buildings on our back 40! |
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| A vignette of decay, poised by Mother Nature. |
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| Rustle, rustle, rustle...shimmering in the breath of air... |
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| a path of light appears. |
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| Of green and gold and gray, across the land, as it rolls away. |
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| Through branches the beams of light ignite. |
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| A fern of dancing green. |
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| The meadow beyond. |
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| An elderly Maple and its seedlings, of many generations, surround. |
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| A floor of leaves, say it fast and it sounds like "leaving for Florida"! |
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| Woodland friends. |
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| Soft underfoot, a spectrum of greens to the eye. |
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| Beech tree leaves. |
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| My woodland friend had a birthday this week and these are his tomatoes from our garden. |
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| He is now the proud owner of a couple new frying pans!! Happy Birthday sweetheart and thank you for the walk in the woods. |
