Bristlecone pines are thousands of years old, perched on cliffs in harsh, windy deserts. Gracefully declaring their permanent hold on the essentials, these pines stand witness to a multitude of natural experiences.
I stand here like the bristlecone, clinging to the edge of the cliff, an old soul witnessing the seasons of the earth.
5 comments:
Adorable! Loved seeing him again today.
Oh, man! I need to meet this kid. I love it when the wee ones start laughing and can't stop.
Grandma is so great with the kids. She is always making them happy.
He is getting so interactive. This is such a fun age.
He's pretty much the cutest 4-month-old boy in the entire world.
I love seeing babies laugh, he is so stinkin' cute!
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