you never really know who’ll sail your way.
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in the sea, the fish have learned to fly,
on a moonlit night on wings of silver,
as the enchanted stars sail serenely by.
do they know where do unicorns go?
where winged horses fly?…
~Jimmy Webb, “In the Sea,” Das Letzte Einhorn, 1982
—
huron river, ann arbor, michigan, usa – summer 2018
We should never lose our childhood minds of fantasy!!
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you’re right )
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Oh, let me ride too! So gorgeous!
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jump on!
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Makes me smile 😀
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))))
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☺️💕
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❤
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I am thrilled by the scene, Beth, and the stanza.
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🦄
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My neighbors have one in their pool this year. it is constantly peeking over the fence at me…
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They can be that way)
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Lol
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Who knew? 🦄
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So lovely, Beth!
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Thank you, Erika
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You are welcome 😊
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Not everyone has a unicorn living near them. You are very fortunate.
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Lucky )
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I see these everywhere. You can’t help but stare..lol
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and they never fail to make me smile)
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This is a lovely way to start Monday, Beth.
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it’s hard to have a bad day when you cross paths with these guys )
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🦄
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At the local lakes, I have spotted those big inflatables giving many children happy days.
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Yes, I think that all ages enjoy them )
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