I stay within my garden small, I do not wander past my wall, but someimes, when the moon is late, I wonder what is beyond my gate
Morning is a Little Child by Joan Walsh Anglund
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Love the poem and like your new mower, too. My girls live on a farm and love to mow. They put on headphones and sing to the top of their lungs when they are mowing. It is so funny to watch. I have to say I have never enjoyed it. I guess you either like it or you don't. Hope you find you enjoy it again.
Judy, love my mower. Used it yesterday morning for the first time. Love your sharing about your daughter's. I keep repeating myself - but I find it so relaxing and yes I sing but no headphones:)
Balisha - the day is rapidly going by. I planned on going to the grocery. Will do it another day. Was outside pulling weeds at 6:00. So warm - but they are growing. Trying to locate someone I was fond of before I married. Dear Ginnie and I have a lot of memories. Hope I can find her. I grew up in Michigan. Thanks for stopping by and listening :)
Oh, wonderful! What a year it has been for you. I am glad to have been witness to this growth. I, too, love the poem and it sounds very familiar to me. Perhaps read it when I was much younger or to my children?
Hope you sustain the heat. Great for pondering...xo
6 comments:
Love the poem and like your new mower, too. My girls live on a farm and love to mow. They put on headphones and sing to the top of their lungs when they are mowing. It is so funny to watch. I have to say I have never enjoyed it. I guess you either like it or you don't. Hope you find you enjoy it again.
Judy, love my mower. Used it yesterday morning for the first time. Love your sharing about your daughter's. I keep repeating myself - but I find it so relaxing and yes I sing but no headphones:)
Sweet little verse. i remember the author from when my children were small. Balisha
Balisha - the day is rapidly going by. I planned on going to the grocery. Will do it another day.
Was outside pulling weeds at 6:00.
So warm - but they are growing.
Trying to locate someone I was fond of before I married. Dear Ginnie and I have a lot of memories. Hope I can find her.
I grew up in Michigan. Thanks for stopping by and listening :)
Oh, wonderful! What a year it has been for you. I am glad to have been witness to this growth. I, too, love the poem and it sounds very familiar to me. Perhaps read it when I was much younger or to my children?
Hope you sustain the heat. Great for pondering...xo
Jan, thanks for visiting - you have a great day. A day filled with happiness, health, safety and peace.
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