I loved the icicles that grew like glass fingers from the red Adirondack footstool during the recent ice storm.
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I loved the icicles that grew like glass fingers from the red Adirondack footstool during the recent ice storm.
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We rarely get the extremes of weather in this part of the world for such lovely images. The red is great against the glassy icicles.
Thanks, and thanks for visiting, Annie.
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