Sunday, July 26, 2009

a sunday afternoon

"The daisies that dance and twinkle so were the laughter of children in long ago." Lucy Maud Montgomery

As I'm taking pictures this man walks up and asks me if I'll take one of him and his I did. "Isn't she pretty?" he cooed.

We played "pooh sticks" at this bridge

"We are made one with what we touch and see" Oscar Wilde

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