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Hello there!
I kept a journal on AOL for over four years. AOL decided to get rid of journals, so I transferred my memories from there to Blogspot. I don't intend to add to this site, except perhaps to add some pictures that were lost in the transfer; I'm keeping it for the memories: memories of babysitting my granddaughters; of my long-gone dog, Mandy; of nights spent at the cabin; of vacations and motorcycles bought and sold.
Thanks, Blogspot, for helping me save my memories.
Thanks, Blogspot, for helping me save my memories.
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- the brevity of life, the certainty of death
- Blue, after a ride
- Saturday to myself
- Weekend assignment #17
- Life is good
- Staying home again!
- The bull is back
- Here I am getting ready to go back to work again, ...
- That's Amber and Arick, my grandchildren, and the...
- Sick puppies and nature's bounty.
- Van's Warped Tour
- Sunday morning
- Meet Mandy
- family ties and tractor shows
- seedling trees and dreams
- pecans and punk rock
- this and that
- Home is where the heart is
- back to the grind
- I went for another long ride on the backroads, ju...
- A PRAYER BEFORE RIDING Keep me, Lord. Protect my...
- just rambling
- do horses get poison ivy?
- my farm roots
- home from shopping
- rainy morning
- once again, to work or not...
- to work or not to work, that is the question
- Missouri State Fair
- summer heat
- bone tired
- nice Sunday
- Blue's shoes
- another birthday gift
- practicing the presence of Jesus
- My house, my routine
- things are looking up
- teenage passions
- happy birthday to me
- Back to work
- fun with family and friends
- pictures at Wal Mart
- hectic holiday weekend
- Pass the torch
- the holiday weekend has started
- Finally I'll go to work
- visit to the zoo
- Started the day with a morning ride
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About Me
- Donna. W
- I was born in 1944. My husband and I are retired, living in a mobile home, and loving life every day with our oldest grandson living in our old house next door to lend us a helping hand if we need it.
I swear one day, I want to see that river with you. Only I'll be walking and you will be on Blue.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely gorgeous.