"Here ends another day, during which I have had eyes, ears, hands and the great world around me. Tomorrow begins another day. Why am I allowed two?"
7.25.2014
The Heart of Summer
This morning, Grandma, Marie and I ventured down the road a bit to a new little farm to pick berries. The weather was perfect, the berries were sweet, and Miss Marie loved it. We all did.
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