The Sierra Madre with dad. Weeping winds, a broken hearted land. Gone the children- the trees, her winged troubadours? Filed under Tak Berkategori. Ein alter Mann, der lächelt, ist wie Blumen im Winter. An old man who smiles is like flowers in the winter. Tried to catch dad doing the Charleston Shuffle, but his arms were too fast for my exposure, and vanished! .

For the collaborative component, I will be working with Kelcie and Allie. On Friday we mentioned modifying The Game of Life.

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