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03 September 2014

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Helen

Incredibly beautiful post...I can almost smell the roses. Such a good thought...

Helen

Beautiful as always!

Charles Robert Baker

Candace and I were in Giverny mid-October last year to celebrate my 65th birthday. It was cold and drizzly in the garden but still the most beautiful place you can imagine; so many things still in full bloom and stunning. We stood on one of the Japanese bridges under a willow for a long time watching a boy in a canoe clearing weeds from the lily pond then went for warmth and nourishment at Hotel Restaurant La Musardiere. Thanks for bringing that day back to me.

jeanie

So unbearably beautiful, so sweet smelling. Yes, indeed. Smell those roses and savor every second -- such a special place.

Sending love and prayers.

Marilyn

Roses and Giverny, oh sigh and love.
Take care and thinking of you both.
Praying David is healing.

BrittArnhild

Such lovely roses. Yes, taking time, to smell the roses, to live, to be……...

Jeanne

Beautiful postings as always.
Much love and many blessings

Jeanne

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