Sunday, June 20, 2010

"Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes."








"There's something like a line of gold thread running through a man's words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself."
~John Gregory Brown, Decorations in a Ruined Cemetery

Title qote is by Gloria Naylor

2 comments:

Megan said...

Great pictures and great memories...Thought about you a lot yesterday. Can't wait to see you in a couple of weeks! Love ya!

Natalie said...

I love, love, love the pictures!! Thinking of you.....and thinking we really need to get together!! :)