The wildflowers are growing with abandon just down the road from Doright Manor. I call this one, “I’m Pretty Sure These are Making Me Sneeze, But Aren’t They Pretty.” Maybe I’ll just shorten that to “Ahhhchooo!”
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The wildflowers are growing with abandon just down the road from Doright Manor. I call this one, “I’m Pretty Sure These are Making Me Sneeze, But Aren’t They Pretty.” Maybe I’ll just shorten that to “Ahhhchooo!”
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At least we know it’s not a primmyrose!
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And it is not a lupin either, although I am sure I have seen these purple ones. Very distinctive xxxxx
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Very pretty! Since going back to work I miss seeing all the beauty around me and snapping photos. You have a good eye for capturing the beauty and I love how you share it with the world:)
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I miss you! How are you feeling?
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