Saturday, October 31, 2015

Sometimes, I dream of living on top of a hill

 where the fields open out before me and the sky goes on forever.








3 comments:

  1. Me, too! Where the only sounds are those of nature, or my breath as I run through the field...

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  2. Thanks Peggy and Pamela---we'll have to come visit each other's hills.

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