Everytime I leave my house through my kitchendoor the smell Jasmine reminds me that summer is here! Not three steps from my kitchendoor a huge Jasmine forms a walk-through - and I feel like a bride each time I pass underneath on my way to the stables. What a privilege! After passing the Jasmine the sunshine dissapears behind the old branches of the ten oak trees. I always touch them and smile and hope and prey that if I should move someday that nobody cuts them down! And I thank God for these priveleges! Have a nice day!

1 comment:

Debbie said...

Dit is regtig baie mooi.

Ek hou daarvan, maar daar is maar nog min, jy moet bietjie meer skryf. Dalk kort stories ens......