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Saturday, June 6, 2009
After the Rain
After a rain, the brimming drops that decorate the leaves and petals in the garden always catch my eye -- whether marching in precise formation along a clematis stem . . . .
. . . sliding down the furled petals of a Japanese iris . . .
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