Why, who makes much of a miracle?
As to me I know of nothing else but miracles...
Sending special Easter love and hugs to each and every one of you. Heaping on you all the blessings...
Each year harder to live without. Each year harder to live without.
Spring is hiding
while the clocks change anyway
We're so glad
you came to be with us!
Here's to another
around the sun!
We love you!
Beyond the Grasslands in Kananaskis, by Michael O'Toole