Life is for the birds --
and the bees and the flowers and the trees and the moon up above, and a thing called love -- Jewel Akens

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Saturday, February 2, 2013



My late husband whistled all day long, like his father. Like mine. Charles Gore, the African Grey, misses him a lot.
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