I don’t drive as I fear I might thrill somebody on the road.
Then I worry about the pigeons… is it true that we can make doves want war?
The skittle has boiled so where is the flea?
If God did die,where was the funeral?
Where is his grave?
Mourning is broken I think.
How my heart sings 
Thank you so much,Janet.That means a lot coming from you.:)xx
The images are making your posts so special…they are always good, but now they are even better.xxx
Thank you very much,Janet
Thank you very much,Janet.You know how much I value your judgment.:)