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Wednesday 8 January 2014

365: Red; January 8, Requiem

Up near the now-fenced-off for the winter dog-and-people fountain in our park there are three large trees that some kind soul decorates every year for the winter holiday. It's a lovely sight on a cold and drab day to see those trees hung with large and colourful balls and stars.

Among those joyful things rests this bouquet, frozen thanks to very cold temperatures; an ode to a loved pet that took its leave of this world during the recent holidays.

Impossible to know which family or what pet but a reminder to all of us who frequent this park with our furry loved ones this too shall come to us.

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