...pictures of children and things I make for those of us who never grow up, and plants I grow in my little garden......
Peggy, Those roses are so pretty. Wish they were mine. xo, Susie
My little sign is from Job... He stretcheth out the north over the empty place and hangeth the earth upon nothing.
Peggy, Those roses are so pretty. Wish they were mine. xo, Susie
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