It's so odd how some trees cling to their dead leaves, or the dead leaves yet cling to the tree. That rustle of color in the slightest breeze.
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I AM a camera! Plus a bit of a naturalist.
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- False Turkey Tail
- Turn Tail And Run With It
- Winter Rainbow in Pittsburgh
- Kitty In A Sunbeam
- Rustle of Color In Winter
- The 43rd Hoyt Regional Juried Exhibition
- Feathers of Blood
- Slouching Down The Rabbit Hole
- Post-It Nudes
- Dippy
- Magda Watts Dolls
- Interior Skylight
- Reflection of Compartmental Thinking
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About Me
- jennifer from pittsburgh
- I received my first camera, a second hand Kodak Instamatic, when I was ten years old. I've upgraded, in some ways, since then.
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