© Marie Marshall
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My work here is done!
i don’t want summer to fade so quickly… sigh… love the images… felt..
We take the hit about this time every year.
Best poem I read all day
Thanks Ina. I don’t know whether to be pleased for me or disappointed for you! 🙂
so damn tragic every damn year and well, thanks for reminding us. the alternative, as attractive as it may be to run away and hide, typically brings nothing.
It seems to work for the bears.
The only bears I sort of know are Yogi , Winnie the Pooh, and that Sasquatch commercial, but then again I don’t really know any of these either. They’re all make believe. Cripes, it sucks not really knowing a damn thing.
Jings – you’re not wrong about that!
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