When I was walking with my grandson yesterday, we saw these forget-me-not flowers. I see them in front of a neighbor's house every spring. They remind me of when we lived in New York, near Oneida Lake. Every spring, the grass in the park bloomed with the flowers. I don't think I'll ever forget.
The ride was always so beautiful, so I always took my camera with me. Mixed in with a lot of other posts, my DebinNY blog (linked to the right) shows some of those biking adventures.
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