You just continue to be my source of staying a float. You water my garden where seeds are buried under the dark soil of the unknown, and are germinating. Who knows what will come of it all, but one thing I do know. The gardeners that tend our gardens are faithful and true, and these are called KINDRED SPIRITS. MERCI MON AMIE. Anita
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thanks for the great food for thought!!
ReplyDeletethank you too for your thoughts today. i am grateful for your blogging friendship...and i appreciate you!
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