
Thursday, September 29, 2005
I'm Ready for Blackberries Off the Vine

My Favorite Season
Monday, September 19, 2005
My Big Brown Eyes

This is how I look, when I really want something like … oh I don't know, a TREAT! Or maybe another … TREAT! Other times when I'm tired of getting them by myself, which for some reason most humans this it's such a big deal, I've been picking them off the vine or bush since I was two years old. So I show this face for black berries, blue berries and huckle berries.
My First Post

This is Marymoor Park in Redmond, Washington. Where I spent most of my free time, whenever I can persuade my driver to take me here on the week-ends. In the summers when I was a young lass I would get him to take me there four or five times a week. Dog-gone, was that the good-ole days. Now that I'm over 70 years old, I'm lucky if I get to Marymoor Park once a week.
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