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Hiding in the Grass This
picture reminds me of my Grandmother. Not sure why, because her favorite flower was the rose. But for some reason, the way
the grass is growing.... looking like rain.... and as if the daisy is hiding within it, it made me think of my Grandmother...
I could have removed the grass going across the daisy, but something inside me told me not to... to leave it the
way it grows.. so I did.
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