The secret is to bang the rocks together, guys.
Though I saw it all around
Never thought I could be affected
Thought that we'd be the last to go
It is so strange the way things turn
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Our redbud tree, Bette's gift to me three years ago, in bloom. She's a purdy thing.
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