A glance in the mirror elicits a sigh.
“...Oh, it ain’t, bout how you move, but
what moves you
We’re so consumed with what we
think we’re supposed to be
That we stop living like we know
that we are free...”
Happy Dance! 💃🪩🕺🏻
The frau at the farm is an animal lover and carer extraordinaire. And for that — I have great respect!
Absolutely captivating.
“Coarse salt-n-pepper stands askew.”
Happy smile.
Hair looked at critically... again... because there it is...
While a cap gathers dust back home, no longer needed.
Sounds like poetry. I even counted syllables.
Wonderful!
“...Oh, it ain’t, bout how you move, but
what moves you
We’re so consumed with what we
think we’re supposed to be
That we stop living like we know
that we are free...”
Happy Dance! 💃🪩🕺🏻
The frau at the farm is an animal lover and carer extraordinaire. And for that — I have great respect!
Absolutely captivating.
“Coarse salt-n-pepper stands askew.”
Happy smile.
Hair looked at critically... again... because there it is...
While a cap gathers dust back home, no longer needed.
Sounds like poetry. I even counted syllables.
Wonderful!