 | Only an independent observer would be able to judge nature, for example God. In this poem the independent power is the witch who cooks her soup of nature, she knows what ingredients she needs to add.
Good luck with your studies in February, say hello to Nina and a kiss to Rose. Enjoy the great first moments..., they are all unique and unforgettable. Being mama fits you great! Happy for you.
There were heaps of people in this area and we really had to struggle to get through the crowds. We drank a few beers and a couple glasses of wine and being totally tipsy Lili decided she needed to return. |
