~The thoughts and ramblings of a girl called Meriwether; adventurous, prone to uncontrollable laughter, drinker of hot tea, and a devoted fan of BBC dramas.
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn-out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a ride!"
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Monday, May 24, 2010
All nature sings...
This goose kept a wary eye on me as I walked around the pond with a friend--but for a good reason. It was protecting these precious creatures.
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