Talked to that guy in the mirror this morning before I went to the river he is really helping me, what a guy. The sun was just comming up over the bridge this morning golden and bright streeks lighted a golden path in the river as every thing woke up jumping and slpashing and flying and running wild. What a beautiful sight. Every morning is different. This morning or last night a beaver had finished falling a tree and was cutting it up to build a damn in a small creek. What a worker, I long for the stregenth he has to work hard. God gives me the ability to do what I love to do. Thank you God for my wonderful life. I love you.
Posted on: Sat, 20 Jul 2013 14:37:20 +0000
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