Stryder's house of romance

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Best way to go hiking😁
 
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I know how he feels. It's getting quite lonely in this place.

Top 10 visitors

Lily13
Cascadiabound
Sereneone4u
Newbiebabe
Girly_girl
Dumpling
ATXSweetheart
Barefootgirl69
PerkyT
Squirtnbrat

Thank you all for visiting. Some pop in now and then and others I don't see anymore. As for Perky, may you Rest In Peace.

~S🌹
 
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lonely_heart____by_edgiz.jpg


I know how he feels. It's getting quite lonely in this place.

Top 10 visitors

Lily13
Cascadiabound
Sereneone4u
Newbiebabe
Girly_girl
Dumpling
ATXSweetheart
Barefootgirl69
PerkyT
Squirtnbrat

Thank you all for visiting. Some pop in now and then and others I don't see anymore. As for Perky, may you Rest In Peace.

~S🌹
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Hi Stryder. popping in to say hi. :rose:

I am so sorry to hear about PerkyT - I did not know her, but I am so sorry. :(
 
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Where now the horse and the rider?
Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?

:rose:
 
Hi Stryder... (pssst! It's ATXSweetheart :))

I love that you're posting again. I shall visit more often...

lonely_heart____by_edgiz.jpg


I know how he feels. It's getting quite lonely in this place.

Top 10 visitors

Lily13
Cascadiabound
Sereneone4u
Newbiebabe
Girly_girl
Dumpling
ATXSweetheart
Barefootgirl69
PerkyT
Squirtnbrat

Thank you all for visiting. Some pop in now and then and others I don't see anymore. As for Perky, may you Rest In Peace.

~S🌹
 
05askwell_horseback-tmagArticle.jpg


Where now the horse and the rider?
Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?

:rose:
Thank you for sharing Liz. Very nice. 🌹
 
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