Saturday, December 27, 2008

Under The Old Oak Tree

"Trees are the first when the day's begun
To touch the beams of morning sun
They are the last to hold the light
When evening changes into night."
unknown poet


Anonymous said...

Nice upward picture and a lovely tree. Terrific.

Robin said...

Thanks washaw! Love the compliments keep them coming.....;) lol

Anonymous said...

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if you're interested. No strings attached.