as you can see…i don’t cotton to being told what to do. so here i am…not ignoring this non post. because…it has a picture and words therefore…tis a post.
i’ll be back tomorrow to read the others. so there.
heh.
disregarding this blog and staring at the pretty picture
Still…it is beautiful! I remember waking up on my grandpa’s farm in the morning. The sound of the rooster crowing, the fresh country air cooled by night, and the freshness that seemed to hang everywhere…even upon my own soul. When I see those pictures you took I think of that freshness and I miss it greatly!
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as you can see…i don’t cotton to being told what to do. so here i am…not ignoring this non post. because…it has a picture and words therefore…tis a post.
i’ll be back tomorrow to read the others. so there.
heh.
disregarding this blog and staring at the pretty picture
Still…it is beautiful! I remember waking up on my grandpa’s farm in the morning. The sound of the rooster crowing, the fresh country air cooled by night, and the freshness that seemed to hang everywhere…even upon my own soul. When I see those pictures you took I think of that freshness and I miss it greatly!
beautiful picture…
T shirts make good pictures.