My musings.........my thoughts.........my self
The linear nature of time. Back to Ohio smarter than you left.
*sigh*I love the first photo.
At first it looked like your Dad was wearing a horse head.Which didn't make much sense.But then, you see....it's me that thought that, so, no big deal.Did you girls get to ride? Or the boys?
Mark...smarter. I think so, too.Boxer, I think I was 12 or 13 there.The Palomino mare was Lady and her colt was Socks :-)Berry, I may still have that hat he's wearing. Very tattered now.Cliff wasn't born yet when we had horses. I was about the only one who enjoyed riding. Dad sold all four (a Palomino gelding and a pony are not in the pic) after a few years because they weren't ridden enough to justify the time and expense of upkeep.
Nostalgia's not what it used to be.
It has occurred to me that life is a path. In the effort we give the creator experience. Oh, we all die in the end but perhaps we should see the experience as adding to the known universe. Best I got tonight.I'm gong hold on to this one. Hope is a beautiful thing; Adding to G-d is a better thing. Now, back to porn....
Sheesh, I go away for a little while and you change everything! Good luck with it all, Jean, I'll be here, keeping an eye on things. Change is good.
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