Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire.
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Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Memories
Colorful the memories of life, a little good ,a little bad and some awfully nice. Can’t separate them if I wanted to, like the spring day, they just grew and bloomed the most wonderful memories of you.
Your blog is always so beautiful. The pictures the words. I enjoy coming to read it. You always brighten my day so.
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