Tuesday

My Bird Sings For God



CENTRAL PARK-spring

My walk to the bus stop this morning was wonderful. The sun heat in my back and it smelled like Spring. Even though it is still full of snow outside, I took my worn out converse and my cold jacket. Now I can hardly wait until when the real spring comes. LOVELY

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

KAN DU SLUTA SKRIVA PÅ ENGELSKA HELA TIDEN VI BOR I SVERIGE.........

Cornelia said...

NO I DONT LIVE IN SWEDEN?