Haiku and spurts of words inspired by photos. Words rising from some deep aroused joy...and sometimes I don't know why
I love things that swing on gates. Your colored glass look very prettyOne of our gates has small brass gypsy bells the have such beautiful tones.Our large gate leading into the yard has a very old cow bell that alerts you when it opens !
I knew we could be buds
Beautiful words and picture!
I miss you here.