....oh....wow. I had to re-read my post/page....Lord, yes, the "plants made it thru"....wrote that late spring. Have luscious love apples now every night when I get home from work, awaiting me. Thanks. Funny that your connect came thru at this particular time....I was actually in the greenhouse today getting it all ready to move many things IN for the autumn now that nights are cool. I bring several things in the house for the winter, like basil, I have it ALL winter long.....goitta have my basil....
Photoshop why yes. When you get some time let me know and we will talk like we are very creative... Oh wait we are? hats were all that is coming from. OK I see it now. Wow.
"One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands alone and throws one's head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one's heart stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun—which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then for a moment or so...”
~ Frances Burnett
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Photoshop why yes. When you get some time let me know and we will talk like we are very creative... Oh wait we are? hats were all that is coming from. OK I see it now. Wow.
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"One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands alone and throws one's head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one's heart stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun—which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then for a moment or so...”
~ Frances Burnett
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