__Stepping back Gillena... the importance of your history, as it reminds you... who you are.
summer seeing as I dreamed across the lake metooqua
__Metooqua was the name I had given the tree I'd climb, and scan my lake, a part of my homeland in the Berkshire Foothills of Connecticut. Metooqua... my young years adaptation of the New England Native American word... for tree. _m
We planted sunflower seeds this spring and are watching the plants grow. So are the bugs, apparently, as all the leaves have tiny holes in them. Perhaps, they will produce flowers, yet.
aah, that's beautiful, Gillena :)
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devika
thanks Dev; hope you had a nice day
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__Stepping back Gillena... the importance of your history, as it reminds you... who you are.
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as I dreamed across the lake
metooqua
__Metooqua was the name I had given the tree I'd climb, and scan my lake, a part of my homeland in the Berkshire Foothills of Connecticut. Metooqua... my young years adaptation of the New England Native American word... for tree. _m
oh how precious, thanks for your sharing Doug
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We planted sunflower seeds this spring and are watching the plants grow. So are the bugs, apparently, as all the leaves have tiny holes in them. Perhaps, they will produce flowers, yet.
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Adelaide
Oh, i do hope you get awesome blossoms
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lovely Gillena
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