All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I suppose she must have looked rather delightful, for Mrs. Darling put her hand to her heart and cried, “Oh, why can’t you remain like this for ever!” This was all that passed between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she must grow up. You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.
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September 10, 2010 by
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- Bell on wharf in San Francisco
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- Golden Gate Bridge
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- Sunburst over the Clinch River, Southwest Virginia.
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- Boardwalk at Westport, WA
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- Boats and reflections, Royal Perth Yacht Club
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- Raindrop ripples on a pond
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- Sydney Harbor Bridge
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- Albany wind-farm against the sunset, Western Australia
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- Antique farm machinery, Mount Barker Museum, Western Australia
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- Orange Iris
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- Rusty rails with fishplate, Kojonup
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- Sea and rocks, Plimmerton, New Zealand
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- Beach at Big Sur, CA
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- Windmill shrouded in fog at a farm outside of Walker, Iowa
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- Sunrise over the coast in Huatulco, Oaxaca, Mexico
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- Jericoacoara Ceara Brasil
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- Coastline in Huatulco, Oaxaca, Mexico
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- Boat BW PB Barco Texture Beautiful Fishing
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September 9, 2010 by
This is a test for Jetpack’s Tiled Gallery.
Install Jetpack to test.
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- Boardwalk at Westport, WA
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- Sydney Harbor Bridge
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- Golden Gate Bridge
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- Orange Iris
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- Beach at Big Sur, CA
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- Boats and reflections, Royal Perth Yacht Club
This is some text after the Tiled Gallery just to make sure that everything spaces nicely.
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August 6, 2010 by
Chunk of resinous blackboy husk, Clarkson, Western Australia. This burns like a spinifex log.
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May 9, 2010 by
“I never tried to prove nothing, just wanted to give a good show. My life has always been my music, it’s always come first, but the music ain’t worth nothing if you can’t lay it on the public. The main thing is to live for that audience, ’cause what you’re there for is to please the people.”
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