It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want — oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Wishes for a friend
Dearest Friend, I hope you know how much I care. I wish you blue sky with whispy, wind blown clouds...
A nap in the afternoon...
..., and a sense of wonder that brings worry and fear down to size.
Smoochas...., love you. (Go ahead..., eat the bag of potato chips. They won't get stuck in the braces if you suck on them.)