Grandpa's wooden sign hung on the oak at the top of the hill for thirty years. "What is kale?" I finally asked.
Tethered, the black dogwaited beneath a flat moon;her white face smiling.
Happy '09, my friend. Ah, pears. And black dogs. So much going on here. Happy, I am, to be back online. Hope the year ahead is quiet, calm and happy. Lucy XX
Kel - You're doing great. Lucy - Here, here. Nice to hear from you. Always.
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