I love Galla Meadow...it's the farmer in mysoul. It is clean and ready for cows or corn.
Daddy loved his "bottoms" the same way.
Things will grow there and the soil is rich
from collecting all that has washed off the
mountains over the years. My spirit is
in Galla Meadow this morn.
When Daddy got old, he sold his bottom
land. I hope I don't let go of the Meadow!
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Your heart is a part of the land, I think, and the land is a part of your heart.
Or, looking at this picture, I could say your shadow is a part of the land.
I just saw your message to me and wanted to say that I reloaded the picture of the capitol.
Patsy had a rougher time after surgery than I had thought and I'm sure you all have been really anxious about her. Thank you, Sister Three, for the update. Patsy is always on my mind these days.
Annie
That's a really neat picture! If that's your shadow you'd better quit eating that oat bran. lol
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