| “I have way too much time on my hands these days.”|
-Said no Mother EVER!!
|"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night" |
|"Life is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.|
It is the little shadow which runs across
the grass and loses itself in the sunset."
-- Crowfoot the Indian
|"There is more to life than Increasing Its Speed."|
|I will never regret a n afternoon |
picnicing with children" - Dawn
|"We had mighty good weather |
as a general thing, and nothing ever happened
to us at all."
- Mark Twain
|"There is absolutely no reason for being rushed |
along with the rush!
Everybody should be free to go very slowly."
|"Life, itself is the proper binge."|
|And when the rain beats against my window pane,|
I'll think of summer days again,
and dream of you..."