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Words formed from the mists of time and space, coagulated in interesting ways to create the neat sing-song quality that is evident in the stanzas. Herein the poems and verses lie in wait, for the intrepid reader to absorb and ponder over. Wednesday, August 05, 2015. I wish the days would move faster. So we can meet and be merry once more. That our time together is shortened. And so I suppose that time as it passes.
A collection of works done before migrating over to the blog format. Thursday, September 01, 2005. As I trudged on,. My life flashing before me,. Grasping and gasping at the wonderous. Yes, I have arrived. Monday, July 11, 2005. Poetry, but a column of words,. Following order, sense,.
Words formed from the mists of time and space, coagulated in interesting ways to create the neat sing-song quality that is evident in the stanzas. Herein the poems and verses lie in wait, for the intrepid reader to absorb and ponder over. Wednesday, August 05, 2015. I wish the days would move faster. So we can meet and be merry once more. That our time together is shortened. And so I suppose that time as it passes.
So excited for apples! Climbing on the bales of hay. This is the pumpkin cannon. Lydia and Daddy watching the pumpkin cannon. The view is a little better from up here. Finally it was time to pick apples. This one is a little better. Daddy and Lydia riding back on the wagon. A Morning at the Zoo.