The smell is heavenly when we come home at night and the odor wafts across the gulch to welcome us home
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preseved body but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and proclaiming, “Wow, what a ride!!!”
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