Blog entries by hand in glove
In the golden lightning
Of the sunken sun,
O’er which clouds are bright’ning
Thou dost float and run;
Like an unbodied joy whose race has just begun
Ode To A Skylark ~ Shelley
Happy Birthday wishes for James
Thanks, Tom. We’ll miss you. We loved every minute of every game and we’re looking forward to whatever you do next. ❤️
This is a doll of Brian Jones that a friend of mine made for me. She actually knew Brian. It’s a crazy looking doll, but I love it. This outfit is based off of the photo shoot taken at Swarkestone Hall in 1968
Photo by Michael Joseph. Brian playing in the grass
This is humorous. But to be safe, I hope reincarnation does not exist!! 👀
https://www.buzzworthy.com/humans-will-look-like-100-thousand-years/
A month ago, my mother and I went to the beach for two and half days. We took our dog to doggie day care to spend a few nights and we left the cat's home. Everyone had what they needed as far as food, water, and toys. ALL WAS WELL IN THE WORLD.
The beach was lovely. We went back to the little...
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There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy and sad of eye
But very wise was he
And then one day
A magic day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me
The greatest thing you'll...
Your Mother is always with you.
She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street.
She's the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and
perfume that she wore.
She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well.
She's your breath in the air on a cold winter's...
