For my blog entries back to 2007, click on "View my complete profile," scroll down, and click on "How did I do that?" (It's about my first bout of breast cancer.)
Those daring deer....looking for a hosta, perhaps? Or maybe a newly planted something, something? I bet somewhere in this photo are a couple of rascal rabbits too. :)
I call this “Photo Journal of a Woman of Age” because it was the first thing that popped into my head when I started in 2007 and doesn’t make any promises about what may appear here. Age 60 is a fine place to be. I’ve heard the best thing about getting older is that you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been. Sometimes I'm 12, other times 32, so try not to judge. Wisdom doesn’t necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.
Those daring deer....looking for a hosta, perhaps? Or maybe a newly planted something, something?
ReplyDeleteI bet somewhere in this photo are a couple of rascal rabbits too. :)