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10:34 a.m.
We had a downright enchanting morning in the UW Arboretum. Sticks were swords, leaf piles were oceans and battlefields, and the brisk air needed a good lashing.
{ONWARD, MY BROTHER!}
capturing three hundred sixty five moments
273/365
10:34 a.m.
We had a downright enchanting morning in the UW Arboretum. Sticks were swords, leaf piles were oceans and battlefields, and the brisk air needed a good lashing.
{ONWARD, MY BROTHER!}
Oh, to go back to when life was so simple. I'm so glad you are documenting these moments in your children's lives. It is hard to remember the small, special times once they are grown.
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