Odd items, I suppose, a tiny scrapbook of family pictures, the remains of my first and probably last attempt at eating escargot and a blade of grass picked up on the way home.
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No photo I love more than this one. Oh, my. Really.
The light is just gorgeous here! Simply beautiful!
The empty shell of a snail – a spiral of small accomplishment that lasts beyond the creature which built it – has always evoked a lonely grace to me. You have caught that moment.
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