His splendid cloud-horses
Through vast fields of blue.
The bare woods are singing,
The brooks in their courses
Are bubbling and springing
And dancing and leaping,
The violets peeping.
I'm glad to be living:
Aren't you?
The Joy of Living
by Gamaliel Bradford(1768 - 1824)
Little miss gorgeous, Iffah, just turned one!
The Lion was mingling with the crowd at the Curve
When at this restaurant, the way to go is to eat one whole fish EACH! My mouth still watering...
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