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16 responses to “Umbrellas In The Sun”
The hills are alive with the sound of … Mary Poppins?!
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Well, in autumn you don’t really have your “Sound Of Music”-experience in Armenia. But when I visited last year in spring and stumbled from one green meadow in the mountains to another, I could only think of raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens 🙂
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Reblogged this on Greek Canadian Literature.
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Thanks for reblogging.
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Fantastic!
Greetings
Ulli
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I’m glad you like it, Ulli.
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Fantastic
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I’m glad you like it.
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Glorious!
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Thank you, Patti.
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Nice silhouette!
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Thank you, Alexander.
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Wonderful!
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I’m glad you like it, Richard.
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Reblogged this on Maître Renard.
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Thanks for reblogging.
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