Posted on April 30, 2018 by curioussteph My sixty third year And still I am astonished Such bursts of color. Astonish“>Astonish Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
I think it is when we get older that we can be truly thankful or the things we don’t have time to pay attention to when we are younger. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
You are so right on the paying attention. I’ve been thinking about that a lot, how much I didn’t notice of my world when I was so busy. Better late than never. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I’m 66 and I’m still astonished when spring arrives. I don’t think I’ll ever get over that astonishment either. Good for the both of us. Have a fabulous day. ♥ LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I’m always astonished at the whole renewal process; it can be so vibrant! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Curious Steph 
It is pretty amazing. ❤
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I think it is when we get older that we can be truly thankful or the things we don’t have time to pay attention to when we are younger.
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You are so right on the paying attention. I’ve been thinking about that a lot, how much I didn’t notice of my world when I was so busy. Better late than never.
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I’m 66 and I’m still astonished when spring arrives. I don’t think I’ll ever get over that astonishment either. Good for the both of us.
Have a fabulous day. ♥
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indeed–here’s to spring!
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Same here (and i wish i was back to 63)! 🙂
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We can get a portrait for your closet, Mr. Gray
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I love spring bulbs!
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I’m always astonished at the whole renewal process; it can be so vibrant!
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You’ll never be truly old as long as you appreciated the bursts of color!
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