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So, so beautiful!
Thanks, Ninotchka. They really, truly are.
When I saw this on Flickr I fell in love with your composition. I didn't have time then to look at your blog post. Glad I came over today to see your words about your grandparents. So sweet!
Thanks, Gail. I could never do justice to the way they have lived before us and for us, but I try.