January 30, 2016 by notesfromthelovewars … remember … Whispering winds wind into our heart, pressing ever gently into tomorrow, where so much dirt can become a pile of goodness. Remember the ant, and remember to speak harshly to them when they steal from you. ………………Carol Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Love, love, love this one. Bravo!
thanks lovey!