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L.E.N.S. photo challenge: this moment


This moment was a couple of years ago when we visited The Rock Ranch.  It was so fun to watch the boys play in the corn house...it brought back many memories of my own "helping" Grandpa Miller and Uncle Mike on the farm.  I was never allowed to play in the corn, though...but it was fun helping shovel it and pour it out for the pigs.  I really wanted to get in there and play with them, but I settled for taking pictures of their fun. :)
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  1. That looks like fun! I love the golden color and it's even golden on his face! Beautiful!

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  2. Such a warm shot. Brings back equally warm memories for a girl has known afternoons of filling grain buckets(and watching that the bull didn't get to close to the bin). Love it!

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  3. So so cute! It looks like sunshine!!

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  4. This is adorable! I would have been tempted to jump in there too! :) Such sweet memories!
    Blessings!

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  5. Oh wow... what a great memory. Have a wonderful week!

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  6. This makes me smile with him! I love his eyes in this photo and the upside down shot is so interesting! Beautiful coloring (almost like you chose that shirt for the shot!). Love this!

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  7. Thanks, everyone! Tim's eyes have been eyecatching since birth. It's only one of the many things I love about him. ♥
    Kim...it was only after I downloaded the photos to my computer that I, too, noticed how his shirt matched the corn.

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  8. wonderful shot! I would have wanted to get into the corn, too!

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