Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Come, come whoever you are, Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving Ours is not a caravan of despair, ours is a caravan of hope. Come, come even if you've broken your vows a thousand times. Come yet again, come... Rumi
1 comment:
OMG, are you related to my mother? She does this in every photo my dad takes of flowers in their yard!
Heather
Post a Comment