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#irispad #day1 #sept1 #tiny #bubbles #lacing #beer #head #foam #yum (at Barley Pub)

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My son, the director. #takesafterhisdad #proud #love #sweet #director #funny #cute #adorable #bath #son #boy #toddler (at Casa de Santo)

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frigxd: Trollsteinen Ridge

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Red petals extend into night, air illuminated by industry. Steady hands failing to inherit the beauty of such nature honestly, though so tiny in comparison to the solid reach into cloud mist, angled precision slight with human success. Appreciated beauty at the answer of each inquiry, petals spread, flora inviting. Sinking reflection awards little, robbing […]

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quads-for-the-gods: bellecs: winningthebattleloosingthewar: On the morning of September 4, 1957, fifteen-year-old Dorothy Counts set out on a harrowing path toward Harding High, where-as the first African American to attend the all-white school – she was greeted by a jeering swarm of boys who spat, threw trash, and yelled epithets at her as she entered the […]

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Up on the beam, balanced and perfect in the morning sun’s embrace. It’s my pride, my best, toughest decision and the hard work still ahead remains daunting, yet so much has already been accomplished. One small foot after the other, each tiny trial the path to growing up. #morning #son #sun #sunlight #toddler #balance #balancebeam […]

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magicalnaturetour: Heavens Light by `kkart

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Potential’s Fall

Cracked, spent seed, delinquent potential fallen to decay, a future of roots dismissed by errant dispatch. Growth is promise. Everything begins with the blessings of blue sky and radiant hope, youth dissolving into distant wishes for rich soil, fertile grip, tenacious attraction and the destiny of transformation into something greater. Evolution is a winner’s game, […]

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