There is a certain sweet familiarity
about rusty old friends
who wobble and groan
and creak and moan
like me.
Posts Tagged ‘Rusty Hinges’
Familiarity
Posted in Country Thoughts, Home and Hearth, On Aging, Photography, Uncategorized, View Points, tagged Aging, country living, Country thoughts, Eyeviews, familiarity, Friends, Gates, home and garden, Old Things, poetry, Rusty Hinges on September 7, 2016| 5 Comments »
Virginia Views 