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A brisk wind blew from the northwest, the sun was golden, and the scent of 'Cecile Brunner' roses filled the air.
And there was Dorothianne's strawberry-rhubarb pie. It was a perfect Sunday.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Spring in Malibu
A brisk wind blew from the northwest, the sun was golden, and the scent of 'Cecile Brunner' roses filled the air.
And there was Dorothianne's strawberry-rhubarb pie. It was a perfect Sunday.
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Pie? PIE!!! Strawberry-rhubarb sounds heavenly right now.
Ah such beauty! It was a beatiful Sunday here too, but we also had quite a bit of wind with all that golden sunshine! Lovely photo!
strawberry-rhubarb pie?
And a view? Sounds terrific!
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How beautiful!
When we move, I am most definitely planting rhubarb in my garden. I miss it. And my husband misses rhubarb custard pie.
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