I feel it, as the magic tugs deeply at my soul... The garden calls to me and bekons me to sow... Then nature divides and begins again, anew.
Monday, August 31, 2009
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I feel it, as the magic tugs deeply at my soul... The garden calls to me and bekons me to sow... Then nature divides and begins again, anew.
1 comment:
What beautiful words! LOVE IT!
HuGGs!
Debi
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