Words on wings fly widely across time and continents.
They join as one in flying pages.
We miss you. I'm jealous about the fun you are having - not the wet, bouncing around. Hurry home safely. J and P
If you could've seen me, you'd know I was smiling when I read your comment. Air hug and kiss to you both.
hoping that someone knows how to swim and knows which way is up. Only wish i could be there...well maybe not there but close like..Vegas.
One of us does––but you know, in that froth and foam and fury, what does it matter save that you're wearing a vest––right!!As for Vegas, well you're welcome to it!! ;-)