When a dream dies
Once a dream
now a memory
PL Precept # 7 Everything exists in Relativity
Each day is a new canvas.. live it to the fullest
Oyashikiri
When a dream dies
Once a dream
now a memory
PL Precept # 7 Everything exists in Relativity
Each day is a new canvas.. live it to the fullest
Oyashikiri
Comments on: "Thursday Doors -3.16.17" (6)
So sad. Looks as though it could have been, or was, quite nice.
janet
it was my Mother’s dream.. they were building it when her husband passed away.. It never got finished, and she of course was unable to do the work herself. It is long gone now…
With my Mother’s passing, the pictures resurfaced.. =^_^= she loved it up there and her grandchildren have fond memories of the place.
I’m sure it would have been amazing 🙂
you are a sweetheart =^_^= have a good day little grouch
So sad it never was fulfilled… so much promise, what a great dream it was, though…
it was sad, but she had achieved the “getting there’.. and the grand children loved the place… thanks for visiting.. sends a warm hug…