You are my favorite month. I am so glad that you here. I love your colors and your cool air and your fresh produce. I love your holidays and your decorations and your mischief.
Welcome. I'm looking forward to seeing what you have in store for us.
The journaling on this page reads:
On the way to the farm I asked Dave if we could be farmers someday. I love plants and nature. But after bending over gathering berries for 45 minutes in 90 degree heat, I reconsidered our farming future.
5 comments:
Me gusta Robyn.
Y las bayas. Tambien me gustan las bayas.
Que son bayas? nunca he oido de esto.
Por ejemplo, una fresa es un tipo de baya. Creo...
ohhh. berries. you are a smart one there, Firefly.
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