Friday, August 27, 2010
memories....
sunbeams filled with fairy dust....the sweet smell of fresh cut hay....laying in a secret hide away... under the creaking ....popping....tin...reading.....daydreaming....just... being.........memories......
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fairy dust,
old barns,
tin roofs
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Oh those memories. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could go back & relive some of the good ones!!!!!
Some of them so sweet that it makes you wanna tear up.
Thanks.
those were kinder....gentler...times. thanks for visiting lola!
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