‘Oh there is a blessing in this gentle breeze That blows from the green fields and from the clouds And from the sky; it beats against my cheek, And seems half-conscious of the joy it gives.’ William Wordsworth
‘Oh there is a blessing in this gentle breeze That blows from the green fields and from the clouds And from the sky; it beats against my cheek, And seems half-conscious of the joy it gives.’ William Wordsworth
She’s 23! Happy Birthday to bold, brilliant and beautiful Corey!
As I round the corner to my oldest child’s birthday, 27 years of indelible, magic moments crush to the front of my mind. Saving the soliloquy which will cite my total adoration of him for the actual day, my attention is aimed first to a creative, colorful bent. Long gone are the days of baby …
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