"artwork by me"
There are some days that make you laugh;days when little white clouds chase each other across a smiling sky,when little breezes play around the tree tops and tickle the leaves into laughter .
According to all traditions winter should be sad and silent ,and there should be no birds with happy song. But this dear ,contrary land of ours loves to upset traditions ,and instead of flying of to summer quarters ,or skulking in the bushes ,lots of birds are trilling forth their sweetest song.
from a bush calender .
I have been singing my own sweet song ,I am going too see my Dad and Brother in August!...The last time we were together - Five years ago- I am over the moon !