Remember... Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body- but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "holy s***...what a ride!" ----->Don't let your tombstone read: Died at 30- Buried at 80.
Monday, April 12, 2010
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1 comment:
I love geraniums. They remind me of my grandmother. I try to pot some every summer in her honor.
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