RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Dreams being made as water flows steadily downstream in a calm afternoon breeze.
Ducks floating upon rippling reflections, resting their wings and taking in the sights as they pass by.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Submitted: Sunday, October 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013
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