Life is something like a trumpet... if you don't put anything in, you won't get anything out.Heading out in a few minutes to hear my youngest son (the trumpet player) in a jazz concert.
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- I'm being followed by a tree shadow...
- Pollyanna Fortune
- And the moon sees me...
- The Dog Did It
- Between Seasons
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- Age
- Do the Japanese call these Japanese Magnolias?
- Guess who fertilized the garden?
- Hanging out with the boys
- Can't Smoke This
- Like pieces of a puzzle
- Happiness is not the absence of problems but the a...
- Miss Poopy Soup
- The will to win means nothing without the will to ...
- Meet the newest resident in our backyard
- Love is patient
- Pink Poodle
- Blue Quietness
- Life is something like a trumpet...
- Small matters
- Diamonds on the Water
- Gentry
- The Cure to My Craving
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About Me
- Beth
- I'm a mom, wife and an elementary school assistant principal. I have 2 boys and 2 step-daughters and a miniature dachshund (the dog rules the roost).
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