When we wait safely in the grave,
And our own sons are old and gray,
What will they think of longingly
About this unremarkable day?
– Poem by Rani Kaye – All rights reserved.
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Lura's Grandchild 
Quite a small remarkable piece of writing.
I remember that stuff!
Don't miss those roads!
LMAO! Waterbed??
Nope! Brass bed!
Nope, Wooden. "The FURNITURE City" … back in the day. Hand-made. Back when Grand Rapids WAS "the furniture city."
So, you're a transplant to fair Texas????
Snow is lovely remember enjoying it as a kid but have to say hate wading thru it now as I have gotten older but still think it is pretty miss having some even just a little so can say we had some LOL
fish look happy day is not worrying them
so pertty
OMG! I'd break my neck if I ever attempted something like this. lol
I love covered bridges. Nice shot.
Looks like home.
They look pretty lively to me! lol