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Exposure

Buddleia bush, like a small tree broke in half, fell into the neighbor's yard. Planted to block the view of others, nature decides I must come out of isolation. The yard, now open to the world, personality identified, facing the first of many changes.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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