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Good ol' Sadie

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Sadie napping in the sun.

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My husband's new and old guitars.

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remnants of the white Christmas in the wild crabapple tree

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Christmas morning

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The sweet gum tree, decorated with its own ornaments, stands still as black bird fly by.

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This morning when I dropped off my car for service, I noticed what they had under (or at least next to) the tree in the showroom.