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Whenever I think of trout I think of something that happened while on vacation when I was a kid. We were in a family style restaurant in Montana. Suddenly the wind came up and blew in the window right onto a table of dirty dishes only a few feet from where we sat. Five minutes previously a family of six were seated at that same table.
3 comments:
I love this series, the colors and layout.
Read this several times before working out that it was the window that must have blown in, not the wind!!! Sometimes the brain is v. slow.
Anyway the picture is happier and looks so nice with its orange border.
I knew there was a story about trout. Now I know. What a memory. Must have been scary or exciting? I love the background color and the whimsey by which you create.
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