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November 20, 1998
I was contemplating another boring day of routine, as I was taking out the trash. But on route to the curb, I saw one last flower hanging on to the hibiscus bush in front of our house. The mountain of dishes could wait. Grabbing sketch book and pencils and a chair, I captured it before it wilts. (When I find this piece again, I will re-scan it!)
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