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This is a man, who walks a dog who travels far through things; not of his making... things not made but still familiar in some strange way? Carol Baker |
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Time passes by a statue that all but a few now overlook.
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Eerie things in clouds and carpets...and the folds in materials... faces in the flames...they are always there...if you look. Carol Baker |
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| These specimens have been collected over the last few months. There are many more to be identified, catalogued and preserved. I hope to display more results of this ongoing endeavour shortly. * * |
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