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Back to north Seattle, from my autoclave trip. We now have the new exam table installed and the first person on it was an 8 month old, which is rather a delight, because most of my patients are over 50.
I like the light in this photograph, with the spots of sun on the roof.
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I have three end of year wreaths: an orange and black one, which is up now, a harvest leaf one, which will go up in November, and a holly one for Christmas. I also have a straw one with eggs for the Easter season.
Nice! I had a beautiful herb one last year, but it did not last…
Assuming that’s a Christmas wreath, all I can say is, “Much too soon!!!” Hopefully it’s just a lovely non-holiday wreath. :-) I do love Christmas, but not yet.
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My impression was a year round wreath. Or fall.
I’m with you on the light and the brick chimney is almost glowing in the sun as well :-)