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... as Bornagain was. The woman in the previous photo lives at the farm house where I had stopped. She was out with her camera too!
And the little speck on the crest of the road was her dog.
Who didn't bite!
I don't know about you, but sometimes I'll be driving along out in the country and I'll stop to take some shots - only to be chased back into the car by a bear-sized, not particularly friendly sounding, barking dog!
Fly Heels at the Sorapol launch catwalk in St George's Church of England, London. Photo courtesy Felicity Ieraci for StampMag.
If Jesus is not your savior then He will be your judge on the last day. Repent and turn from you sins to God.
Today I was riding my bike and realized I needed some more air in the tires. I stopped at Super C and could not get any air to come out of the air producing machine. When I did try to put in air, it took out the air that was in the back tire. So I was worse off then when I started. I very seldom need air. I told the clerk inside and she said that I should try the other machine. She handed me three quarters back. I told her that I had not put any money in the machine. She said that I had to pay 75 cents to get the machine turn on. So now I have a new focus on this rather difficult task. I am back in business. There was a penny on the concrete so the cost was only 75 cents. I put in 40 pounds and was afraid the tire might explode and leave me blind. I waited until the machine turned off. I was just curious as to how long it would run. And when I rode off it was like being born again. I could make it up the hills now that I had more air. I learned that I did have to pay 75 cents for the air. It was worth it. The clerk told me that I could go next door and get free air.