Grandpa's wooden sign hung on the oak at the top of the hill for thirty years. "What is kale?" I finally asked.
Eating toast and jamand watching sun on the leaves - one white rose remains.
ohh nice pic. hw do you do it?
Kelly - I love it, you cut your hair and grew your name! It's perfect. And the picture ... shoot a hundred and pick one.
It's certainly one of a hundred! Perhaps a thousand?To hide the last pale glistening weaver of orbs, one white rose remains
risa - You're good.
It's because you're an inspiration
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