Saturday, January 23, 2010
Texas 8:03am
My mom's cousin painted this rock for me when I was born. It lived in my room for years....then moved with me everywhere and resided outside the house or apt I was currently living in.... It's living outside my back door right now.... soaking up Texas.
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Always has a camera in hand-Woman Wife Mother Friend Worker Creator-Another link in the chain-Believes that it's a wonderful life-Will travel the world one day-Her to do list never ends...
Mother of 3 Nana to 1-Web Graphic Designer Photographer Scrapbooker Reader-Rose colored glasses firmly in place-
Dreams of Italy most every day-Loves mustaches Harleys and real men-Single for just a bit longer
I'm not a bit changed--not
really-I'm only just pruned down and branched out-The real ME—-back here--is just the same-Anne of Green Gables got it just right-That’s me for sure.
Great story, the rock that keeps on giving!! Have a good weekend!
ReplyDeleteThat's so cool!
ReplyDeleteDitto Lisa & Cindy!
ReplyDeleteThat is so cool! I wish I had something like that. I love rocks, they make me feel grounded and connected.
ReplyDeleteCool beans! What a neat way to always take a piece of home with you wherever you go.
ReplyDeleteHow cool! I love this idea. May have to borrow the idea for the next kid
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