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Peace Candle Ron (The Magician) Walker and I spent hours composing this photo in 1973. Although somewhat obscured by the butterfly, the candle was actually a hand forming the peace sign. The fingers are burned down past the knuckles. The love beads that a girlfriend had given me, were displayed in an attempt to form a crude peace symbol. Backyard In Winter This was one of my mother's favourite photos, taken in the winter of 1973 of our backyard in Painswick. I had helped my father plant those trees, that were just shrublings at the time, several years earlier. I never gave them much hope for survival. When our home was sold after my parents' death, the trees had grown about three times the size they are shown here and would completely obscure the sky and any hint of the fields behind our house. The fields of course are now a subdivision. Thanksgiving at the Cottage I am not a very good photographer but sometime...
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