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January 21, 2009 / growingwildfarm

Winter Sunsets over our Seasonal Wetland

Winter Plenty

Sweet Frosty Bird

Ducks in the Lower Field

Cold Chicken

Snowy Leeks

Buried Trike

Making Christmas Presents

“School”

A Citrusy Winter Treat

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2 thoughts on “Winter Photos”

Tonia

January 25, 2009 at 8:37 pm

Beautiful pictures. I love the chicken picture and the kitchen still life. Oh, and the first one too. All really great.

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GrowingWildFarm

February 4, 2009 at 5:36 pm

Thanks Tonia!

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