Tropicals & Tender Perennials: A Brugs Life My Back Yard Monster Peach Versi, 0 by joeswife

joeswife wrote:
Sunday, I went out and there you were, waving in the wind, being touched here and there by a falling leaf, The music of the wind all around, you nod at me pleasantly, and still you hold your ground. The duke dog was hunting, he was on the scent, of a Squirrel that he could not find, crying out his Beagle yelps, and running all around. Papa Squirrel, up on the tree, hanging on the feeder and watching you and me.. I listen and close my eyes, and embed the moment , to a sweet memory.