Photos, always...and coffee forever
ha! you are getting a bit naughty here....no Larriane? :)Fabulous photo, love, dev
oh what typo there..."Lorraine" :)sorry, my deardev
What gorgeous flowers.You are the queen of photo-poetical blogs, my dear.
What Michael said!!!
I agree ... with the beauty here. Hey, what happened to you on FB was it something I said or didn't say?
but the blinds or shades are down and you are a doll or a Queen in private. Nothing wrong with that. Maybe, later in the day, you'll peer through a crack in the blinds and see me waving at you.
queen in your own castle...a doll in her doll house...you can be what you set your hearts desire upon. sorry so late in getting to the party...offline all day.
A lovely photo. Not sure what the words are meant to convey.
Nice !!! Is this your house ??
LOL Dev, call me anything you want lolOooh Michael, wow do I like your comment lol thanks somuch!Oooh Kathy, what I said to Michael lol ;) you're a dollThanks so much Laure, I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook, that's the all or nothing in me. Moody, I'm back on, don't know for how long, God Help Me sighOh Arlene I love that you know me so well, I'd peek, see, wave back - 'cause it's you - and close the curtain again lolOffline all day? Way to go Brian lol I am a Queen to my 3 cats, that's about it, but I like it, and I always enjoy your comment :)Hey Lynne, means I wish I had a house...lol deep deep deep down, 'cause saying i wish I had my own house, would be too clear you know ;)Oh Dominique, how I wish, not the case, just a photo of a pretty house, thanks for the visit :)
ps Dominique, your profile is not visible, or I'd go visit, if you want to make it visible than you have to go into dashboard, then setting and at the end of the comment section it will ask if you want your profile to be available and you click yes and then people click on your name and gets directed to your profile and then your blogs...that is if you want to, if you're wondering why you never get comments, well that would be the reason, because people can't access you...
Lorraine, within one's house, one can be..anything they desire.
Home...our one stronghold..where we can be rid of all pretences... and be our own, true selves..
Very true Ken :)Wow you are catching up Dark Lord, there is nothing like home, thanks somuch :)
Childhood. Memories fly by. The smell of pancakes. And the sound of mother's voice. No, don't call me ... wanna go on playing ...Thanks for that, Lorraine.Best wishesRalf
_Lorraine, do you mind if I just sit here for a while? _Just grand! _m
Oh I love it, my pleasure Ralf, can I join you in a pancake and the lovely voice of my mom too :) you've just made my photo so much better xOh Please do, _m join us and enjoy :)
there's a lot to think about here- I like it.
It's sweet isn't it, the house I mean and how they care for their garden, thanks a lot Andrew :)
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