Sunday, August 21, 2005


This post is for my folks..

Death is only an old door, Set in a garden wall.
On gentle hinges it gives at dusk, When the thrushes call.
Along the lintel are green leaves; Beyond the light lies still.

Very willing and weary feet, Go over that sill.
There is nothing to trouble any heart, Nothing to hurt at all.
Death is only a quiet door In an old wall.
~ Nancy Byrde Turner ~

Friday, August 19, 2005

A © Copyright Reminder..

I just wanted to remind everybody that my graphics are
© Copyrighted by me. Please don't alter any of my works and
only use them if I give permission to do so,(like the desktop backgrounds.)
I will spank you hard if you violate my © Copyright! Believe it..