Reflections of a working writer and reader
Whatever I do is done out of sheer joy; I drop my fruits like a ripe tree. What the general reader or the critic makes of them is not my concern.
john baker, March 25th, 2008. One comment. Filed under miscellaneous.
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your landscapping looks swank
love the bird picture…if there was one twig anywhere in the pic I would swear that I heard that bird say “never ending summer”
jb says: Hi susangalique. She usually turns up for breakfast; but that morning there was no doubt about it.
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