spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Black and white only. No explanations. All photos mine. ~tara ©2020
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Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
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Poetry by Charles Joseph
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
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That is so sweet ❤️
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Sweet bunny… eating my basil tree…
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Precious pic. 💗
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I love the bunnies.
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Dinner… walking right up to your porch… and seasoning itself… how amazing.
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Livin’ the dream…
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Is that your bunny? He seems to have a potential for a modeling career.
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Haha! There are wild bunnies around here. They will eat any growing thing i plant out there.
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Eat everything and pose for you. Great picture!
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I know, right?!! So cute though 💕
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Agreed 🙂
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What a great expression on that little face! Wonderful capture!
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I just love the wild animals around here. They make me happy. A daily source of joy.
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Please can we have a cuteness warning next time, my eyes are sensitive to such sweet onslaught.
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Haha! I know! I see these bunnies every single day, I totally know your pain😍
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