"In my garden there is a large place for sentiment. My garden of flowers is also my garden of thoughts and dreams. The thoughts grow as freely as the flowers, and the dreams are as beautiful." (~Abram L. Urban)
Friday, September 22, 2006
The elements have been cruel to the Sun man.He has some chipped paint from his nose and cheeks.The wind kept blowing it against the concrete post.Windswept and interesting?