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19 September 2010

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Stephanie

This is stunning, peaceful and very organic. I love old nooks like this that seem to scream their mysterious history.

Kristen Robinson

Oh this is another divine photo I would love to sit and chat within this wee setting so delightful! The new header is FANTASTIC!

Stephanie

Tara..I've BEEN here! So many beautiful little spots in the Alcazar.

Today our true fall feeling weather is making my heart sing.

x..x

margie

i will look for something. it takes discipline to look for beauty around you each day. we so often see the same thing and don't really look.

gracey ighut

beautiful photo Tara! :)
have a great day!

-- gracey who is inspired by the beauty of the night clouds and stars scattered blissfully across the September sky.

pam aries

My heart is singing LOUd , because I am on the beach today and everything is beautiful! Love you ,and once again sorry for being a slack blogger!

JP/deborah

simply lovely.

Marilyn

Looking through the eye of my camera made my heart sing today. Love what you saw through the eye of your camera. Gorgeous!

Theresa Cheek

I always love the broken tile floors. Lovely shot!

Theresa

Sarah

Beautiful!

Marilyn

LOVE this photo, Tara. gorgeous.

Sheris White

Just threw out organic raw peanuts to our spoiled blue jay, screeching in the bottle bush.

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