four from twelve is eight
It's been eight years since I began blogging.
Youngest was ten.
It was October. We picked apples.
It can't last. Even I don't want to read it.
I guess that turned out not to be true.
So much has changed. Much has remained the same - but more so.
That's life.
xo
bb
Youngest was ten.
It was October. We picked apples.
It can't last. Even I don't want to read it.
I guess that turned out not to be true.
So much has changed. Much has remained the same - but more so.
That's life.
xo
bb
Comments
congrats on the milestone.
What you don't mention is your generous support for other bloggers - so I shall.
Alice expressed it so well.
Lately I have become quite nostalgic about those "early years" when I was tentatively writing posts and finding more and more new friends popping up in my commentboxes.
Thank you bb.
You were my first, introducing me to a new wonderful world full of lovely people.
Thank you and Happy Day.
xoxoxo
jbhat
You're still one of my very favorite spots on the internet.
Fondly,
Thank you, bb. xo
ErinH