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Now, ya’ll know how I adore a great Fairy Princess story!
What wonderful pictures of you critter. I love the light factor against Luke’s golden locks.
I can almost feel the rush of cold air from the ice pictures. That reflective pic is amazin! Girl….you rock!!!
God bless and have a magnificent day!!! :o)
Gorgeous ice shots!