Monday, 12 September 2011


  I'm not a writer.  I never have been.  It's not always easy to put real life into words.  It's a lot easier to create this description of what I might wish life to be like. But that doesn't change real life.  Real life is blessings born, scraped knees, sweet kisses, burnt suppers, friends made, broken dreams, good pie, late nights, sunny days, weedy gardens, laundry, fresh bread...thankfulness for all.



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