“As long as autumn lasts, I shall not have hands, canvas and colors enough to paint the beautiful things I…
“Springtime is the land awakening. The March winds are the morning yawn.” — Lewis Grizzard The early morning light slowly…
“As long as autumn lasts, I shall not have hands, canvas and colors enough to paint the beautiful things I…
“Springtime is the land awakening. The March winds are the morning yawn.” — Lewis Grizzard The early morning light slowly…