What a pretty night
sitting in stopped traffic on
the Golden Gate Bridge.
14 hours ago
Grandpa's wooden sign hung on the oak at the top of the hill for thirty years. "What is kale?" I finally asked.
What a pretty night
sitting in stopped traffic on
the Golden Gate Bridge.
2 comments:
Stop it! You're making me homesick! (Just kidding)
donna - You'll be here soon!
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