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When There be Dragons

The Barnstormer

The Chess Dancers

Mystic Tug

Kansas Stormwatch

Life is Good

Russ at the Fish Ladders

Cat & Mouse

Otto


Village in the Azores
Jason & Emily Morrow's Greece

In Flanders Fields
BY JOHN MCCRAE
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Flanders 1919

Autumn Walk on Cannon Beach

Truffles

Steamboat Landing

Mark & Paul

The Chili Shed

Can I Be Your Friend?

Russ - Crewman

Going Home

Otto's Perspective on Starry Night

The Fruits of Life
(Allegorical)

Yesterday's Toys

Prairie Day

Mike at the Blue Flame Pub

Liberty

Baja Sunset

Pasadena in Winter

Kathy

Untitled

Enchanted Forest
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