11.28.2009

Changing Seasons

My morning tea, today it was orange passion


My kitchen window


The stockings were hung with care



Maybe I can snatch a bite when Mom's not looking


Huh, did I just say that outloud?


Ahhh, she's still watching me!


Longing, drooling...


Oh, forget it!




Another beautiful sunrise at the ranch

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