At The Farm...: milk weed seeds

a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Celebrate the beauty of milk weed seeds

and liken them to family

No matter the distance the winds of life carry you

we remain family

We share the same Creator

Happy Thanksgiving.

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Gail: Melbourne, Arkansas, United States; A simple country girl raised on a farm and returned to the farm. I love family, writing, painting, reading, animals and the land.

Let us walk softly on the Earth with all living beings great and small remembering as we go, that one God, kind and wise, created all.

"If you truly hold a stone, you can feel the mountain it came from."

Alex, Rock on!