I picked this up from the beach on Long Island Sound.
The rocks are beautiful- the driftwood very pleasing in a tactile way and the
shells are delicate in color and shape. Treasure indeed!
But look here- the real treasures of my life-
In the beginning and at the end- these are all the
treasure that a real full life can hold.
Iām very wealthy in loved ones!
Amen. Amen.
You said it I repeat it-Amen!
Great treasure indeed. You’re blessed, Heidi. š
And Ididn’t even show the half of my wealth!
You, my dear sister are the treasure in our lives.
Thank you, Cynthia. (blush)
Heidi your husband reminds me of my late grandfather. There is something there that makes me hover up and down with the mouse. Last time you posted a picture of him, I couldn’t comment it caught me so off guard.
They are beautiful treasures.
Ah, Brydie-
I totally know that feeling. Sometimes I find myself in a position where the past is so present and caught up with someone elses image! Vincent Price (the actor who was in so many horror movies?) had a body and face shape that reminded me of my father. My dad died when I was sixteen, and for years (actually I still do) I would watch all these old movies to see just that resemblance. It somehow comforted me- not much- but enough that I kept watching kitschy horror films!
Family really is a treasure- they hold your heart and hopes and memories- and they have your own best interest in mind- good family, that is- and mine is very loving!
I’m smiling looking at all that love going round. Beautiful pictures!
Thank you- I think they are all rather fine!
You have a beautiful family Heidi! God bless you all!