Where would you find the best smile on this Mona Lisa?
Speeding down the lake with her captain of many years. The wind blowing her dark curly hair and the smell of fish and stink bait all around.
Sadly that adventure ended late last year when her captain got sicker. This year is proving to be even tougher. He doesn’t even think about attempts of going out on the boat. She could fish off the neighborhood lakes but it’s truly NOT the same as wind blowing her dark curly hair around.
Please don’t take for granted the wind blowing in your hair. Don’t forget to let others know you ❤.
Music has always been in my life… My earliest memories reach back to about age 6. The above video really covers just about everything I knew growing up.
Old Country and Old Rock and Roll!! I can hear Loretta Lynn or Donna Fargo and picture my mom cleaning house…She’s German so the house was always in shape. If I hear Sandy Posey or Tammy Wynette…I think about mom being mad at dad.
Speaking of dad…Yeah Jonny Cash and Meryl Haggard bring back found memories but Marty Robbin’s song ” My women, My women, My wife” Always sends chills down my spine…that is a song dad would dance with my mom every time they were dancing.