Real beauty never recognizes itself
It averts its face
It would rather splash around than look for its reflection
It searches for grubs
It ponders
Real beauty doesn’t know it’s beautiful….
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jmgoyder 
Al such beauties!!!
Yes! Have you got my check for the emus yet?
Very lovely! ~ Lynda
Speaking of lovely. Have you found my photo essays on Polly laying her eggs and hatching her goslings yet?
Sorry – will check out now – I forgot!
Hi,
Fantastic photos, i really like the last one, with the trees in the background, looks fantastic. 😀
Are the photos really okay? I am so new to taking photos – so much fun!
Well I’m far from being any expert but I liked the photos, I love animals, and I know how hard it can be sometimes to get photos of them. 😀
When I grow up I want to be a real photographer – hehe!
That’s the true aspect of beauty is it not? By the way, Julie. Someone really should tell you that you are growing up pretty mightily, seeing that your photography is as good as any so called professional. Just saying~
I’ve learned a lot from victoriaaphotography
victoriaaphotography.wordpress.com
They ARE gorgeous, aren’t they?
I’m lucky to have them!