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Children Growing Up, Old friends Growing Older
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret Gate;
And though I oft have passed them by,
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.
8 comments:
wow! i remember that - well, the era, not the exact event.
I remember the event and I named my sheep Rosemary. What a great memory!
Wow!
I can't believe you guys are looking at my blog after not posting for two months!
I thought it would be a while before anyone noticed this one.
I check it everyday, so get with the program!!
I check it most days! I have no idea if I named a lamb. I am wearing my track sweatshirt, but least anyone get any ideas about my skills, I threw the shot put. Very badly.
I remember the days when the grass was green and the sky was blue, but there's just one thing I don't understnd...why did your mom ask us to put those rubber band things on those boy sheep?
Also, it has been said that a sheep is born looking for a way to die! Think about it. Sheep have never been accused of being the smartest animal.
Bambi, that was my lambs name. He was so stinkin mean. As I recall Scott you had several encounters with him. He also had quite the aroma. Lambs to sheep like babies to kids.
What fun they were and I love that picture. That Rubber band never went on Bambi that is why we had more lambs. There were times I ended up on the top of the fence because of him. Remember the Hot Shot? You would click it and he would back away from it, he was not dumb, one zap and he learned.
Thanks for the memories.
Love ya The Mom
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