I miss my wonderful boys! Here's a page from Jordan's scrapbook.
"Yesterday afternoon, I stirred the earth about my shrubs and trees and quarrelled with the piper-grass, and now I have slept, and no longer am morose nor feel twitchings in the muscles of my face when a visitor is by." --Ralph Waldo Emerson
1 comment:
sigh! those were the days. what sweet boys they were, too (are! but i never get to see them, obviously).
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