I remember once I went to my great-grandmother's house. It was a big white house & it always smelled like slightly burned toast & raspberry jam. She had a picture of Jesus on the wall in her living room. She told me his eyes would follow you around when you walked. I told a friend about it a while ago. He nodded & said he used to have a Chihuahua that did the same thing.
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Beautiful pictures. Great post.
AntwortenLöschenThank you for linking up with Cemetery Sunday
Beneath Thy Feet
Passend zu einem stillen Sonntag.
AntwortenLöschenSchöne Bilder. Strahlen Ruhe und Frieden aus.
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Julia
Great cemetery photos
AntwortenLöschenIch mag die alten Friedhoefe, wo so vieles vom Efeu ueberwachsen ist, wie in einem Deiner Photos hier zu sehen ist. Wunderschoen.
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