Best friends are like stars on a cloudy night, you may not see them but they are always there, through thick or thin their friendship will always shine bright. -John Gabriel Cousin to cousin we'll always be, Special friends from the same family tree. Author: Unknown
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A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life. Isadora James ![]() 137.366 "Close your eyes and fill the skies with cotton candy clouds. Step inside the rainbow, ride where dragonflies sing loud. Colors falling, butterflies and flowers paint the ground." What a lucky girl you are to live in the semi-country with gorgeous sunsets. I looked out the window just as we were about to get you ready for bed, and when I saw the sunset, I threw on your rain boots, grabbed my camera, and we raced outside to play in the puddles & explore. Photographers' kids always get to do things that other kids wouldn't get to do. Sometimes a broken bedtime is worth it. ![]() 138.366 "We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure. There is no end to the adventures that we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open." (Jawaharlal Nehru) We went adventuring, you and I. Playing hide and seek among the peony buds, hiding within the pine trees, running in the fog, and exploring with great walking sticks. Awake, thou wintry earth - Fling off thy sadness! Fair vernal flowers, laugh forth Your ancient gladness! ~Thomas Blackburn, "An Easter Hymn" The weather continues to persist in a constant and unexpected cycle of winter and spring, and even on the most sunshine-filled of days, we are sometimes surprised by a sharp chill when we open the door. Nevertheless, we take advantage of the warm days and push through the winter ones. ![]() 127.366 We bought a bubble blower, which you normally just ignore completely, but you do like to sit at the bubble blower and pop the bubbles as they rise out. The weather started to become a little warm, so before they planted the field, we would bundle up and venture out in the chill through the cornfield, collecting sprigs of tall grass, Black Cat and Foo Foo trailing behind us. |
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