Gonna round out this Thread with one of my all time favorite little Poems
about loving our gardens. .... G.
COUNTING FLOWERS
When we start to count flowers,
We cease to count weeds.
When we start to count blessings,
We cease to count needs.
When we start to count laughter,
We cease to count tears.
When we count happy memories,
We cease to count years.
(annonymous)
Nice one Gita!
Jeff--
Would you like to move on to part #2 of this Thread?
We usually do that here when there are around 200 Posts..
Do you know how to do it? You have to link both of them---
Like--"Lets move on to part #2 and---"We came from here"------
You're smart--you will figure it out....IF you want to use my little Poem as
an opening thought--go ahead...
Bedtime! Gita
