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The Challenge

I accepted the challenge from Jean at Daisy Chain and the sixth picture in my sixth folder is a memory of the beach while vacationing in Cabo a few years ago. I don’t know who would be interested , but if you're reading this and you would like to join in, I invite you to participate by posting your 6th picture in your 6th photo folder!


Here’s what you do:
Open the 6th folder of photos
Select the 6th picture
Post the picture on your blog with a description
Invite 6 friends to join the challenge
Link 6 friends to your blog post
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  1. Beth in NCApril 11, 2009 at 4:49 AM

    Ha, cute little birdie. :o)

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  2. Kathleen April 11, 2009 at 4:50 AM

    The 6/6 challenge made it's way to me a few weeks ago. I had such fun with it, and it appears you did too.

    The seagull made me laugh. Having lived in WA State most of my life, they were common companions on early morning walks along Tacoma or Seattle's waterfront.

    Have a lovely day,
    Kathleen

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  3. ChrisApril 11, 2009 at 8:22 AM

    Happy Easter! Great photo too.

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  4. RCUBEsApril 11, 2009 at 9:10 AM

    Hi sis Mary! That sounds like a lot of fun-the photo challenge. That's nice you are sharing it with us. That bird seemed like it enjoyed the pic taking! May God continue to strengthen and comfort you and your family. Have a blessed Saturday! I enjoy your frequent visits and thank u so much for that. It encourages me so much! Love you in Christ-Rosel

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  5. Ms.DaisyApril 11, 2009 at 5:27 PM

    Hi,
    Love the picture of the beach and seagull! So happy that you participated in my 6/6 challenge!
    Thanks!

    Happy Easter,
    Jean

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