Mytwosentences 104

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An air freshener-like smell of pine, from the abandoned mill across the street, continued to linger above what was now a simple shallow pond devoid of aspiring hockey players.
After several spirited weeks of perpetual ice, the boys with blades, as they were called, knew mother nature had finally put the kibosh on another season of camaraderie and kinetic kinship.
(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads

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39 thoughts on “Mytwosentences 104

  1. Nice! The photo reminds me of my childhood years. We lived on a river and there was marshland as well. There was a little pond like area across the street and Dad used to shovel it off so all the kids in the neighborhood kids had a place to skate.

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  2. Fabulous photo!! Lovely story Edward. Some of the best hockey was played there. Great memories for the children. Also makes me smile with the anticipation of spring.

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  3. Hi my friend
    You stopped by to watch the video on medicines for mental illness. I found many videos on YouTube, I don’t know the background of doctors but you’ll have a good idea on the school and research they’ve done. I found a great video in from Twitter I will post shortly. Let me know if I can help you.
    Have a nice day.
    M

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  4. Thank you for liking “Sunrises” and “Spring Tree Canopy.” Wonderful post! ๐Ÿ™‚ You did a great job of telling a story about the transition from winter to spring. Most people look forward to this transition, but I enjoyed seeing a different perspective on this change of season.

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