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front yard
In the autumn of my life I find a need to reflect on the circumstances of my being. Like the trees that surround me, I have lived a good life, survived the storms that blew my way, aged with a little grace and hopefully will shine my brightest in a show of a glorious ending. Unlike the trees, when I wither and fall away from the source of life I will not reappear on it's branches the following spring. Unlike the trees, I will awaken to a new source of life that will be never-ending, and I will reacquaint with past loved ones that I have dearly longed to see.
Like the trees, going out in a blaze of glory will be a pretty neat exit.
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| tupelo in front yard |
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| tupelo from the house toward the neighbor across the street |
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| NC backroads |
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| more backroads |
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| alongside the road |
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| red maple in backyard |
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| on Tory Rd in Carlson Dairy |
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| at the lake on Carlson Dairy Farm GC |
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| the green across the lake at CDGC |
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| my front yard |
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| my front yard |
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| two houses down across the street |
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| my back yard |
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| back yard |
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| red maple in backyard |
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| backyard |
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| backyard |
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| golden maple in backyard |
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| hickory in backyard |
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| red maple leaf |
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| where God spreads them |
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| with a little help from me |
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| with a lot of help from me |
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| backyard |
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| golden maple in the backyard |
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| red maple in back yard |
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| view from the deck |
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| behind my back yard |
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| love the view from my deck |
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