Posted on October 22, 2011
by Cecilia Mary Gunther
Did I tell you about my mother’s rock gardens? I think I did. At the big house on the beach. You will remember that Dad said he would place a rock once then shift it once, then he was done. My Mother loved rocks….
Category: Life, Stories, WritingTags: bantam rooster, classical guitar, cold toast, marmite, old lady, rangi, rocks, rooster, sunset
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