journeyswithasimplegirl: found a little treasure
journeyswithasimplegirl: today it rained, and rained some more
journeyswithasimplegirl: it's as if they were clinging to the branch, afraid to just let go...
journeyswithasimplegirl: a taste of spring
journeyswithasimplegirl: farm fresh eggs
journeyswithasimplegirl: I'm chicken sittin' for a few days
journeyswithasimplegirl: this moment. ~ he's trying the art of distraction to take out his opponent
journeyswithasimplegirl: this moment. ~ almost a swoosh...his effort was golden!!
journeyswithasimplegirl: the 1st spring violet ~ for damiec
journeyswithasimplegirl: today really felt like spring ~
journeyswithasimplegirl: this evening while driving and listening to Mumford and Sons...
journeyswithasimplegirl: this was not today
journeyswithasimplegirl: I'm still smiling...birthday BAM
journeyswithasimplegirl: it occurred to me...
journeyswithasimplegirl: some bunny to love
journeyswithasimplegirl: The busy bee has no time for sorrow. ~ William Blake
journeyswithasimplegirl: I live for moments like this.
journeyswithasimplegirl: There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it. - Edith Wharton
journeyswithasimplegirl: when I took this photo, I didn't yet know you were gone.
journeyswithasimplegirl: my heart is full to over-flowing
journeyswithasimplegirl: "A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives you roses."- Proverb