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	<title>Comments on: An Afternoon Photo Shoot</title>
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	<description>In my favorite poem by Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay, he reminds us that like the seasons of nature, life is one season melting into another, and quickly fading away. This is my attempt to document each season in my life and my family.</description>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
		<link>http://www.nothinggold.net/blog/archives/720/comment-page-1#comment-2890</link>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 19:22:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yay, yay for new pictures! I love your &quot;photo shoot&quot; Owen is a lucky boy to have such a great big sister! I hope Elijah feels better soon. We are a house full of sickies too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yay, yay for new pictures! I love your &#8220;photo shoot&#8221; Owen is a lucky boy to have such a great big sister! I hope Elijah feels better soon. We are a house full of sickies too.</p>
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		<title>By: Rachel</title>
		<link>http://www.nothinggold.net/blog/archives/720/comment-page-1#comment-2889</link>
		<dc:creator>Rachel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 12:54:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;Where&#039;s Elijah?&quot;. Well, Elijah couldn&#039;t be bothered to take pictures with us, because he was too busy peeing all over the house yesterday. Repeatedly. Over and over. I&#039;m sure you get my drift. Today, he&#039;s puking all over the place, so I&#039;m sure he&#039;ll be too busy today for pictures, too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Where&#8217;s Elijah?&#8221;. Well, Elijah couldn&#8217;t be bothered to take pictures with us, because he was too busy peeing all over the house yesterday. Repeatedly. Over and over. I&#8217;m sure you get my drift. Today, he&#8217;s puking all over the place, so I&#8217;m sure he&#8217;ll be too busy today for pictures, too.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 12:23:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Precious memories are born!
Di Di says, &quot;Where&#039;s Elijah?&quot;</description>
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Di Di says, &#8220;Where&#8217;s Elijah?&#8221;</p>
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