May your Tuesday be Filled with Awesomeness my Dear Friend...;)
Good morning sweet Lady Bobyta abd heartily greetings to you
Soreness as I age, aches where none had visited before. Tourists, I call them, and hope they’ll leave, but someone spread the news of this place, someone spoke of it with what must have been reverence, for they keep returning. I am host nation to a thousand immigrants now, every morning I wake I hear them, hands over hearts, promising they’ll forever stay. Happy Monday. . . and I wish you a great new week. Hugs,