THE ’—PITACIO—FIELDS, MEADOWS DURING THIS PERIOD ARE FULL OF PITACIO ’ …The pitacio ’ is a yellow flower, then becomes a thing to blow. And with the stalk is the trumpet. I do not know you, but I was young I used to run in the meadows. When was the pitacio ’ I expressed a desire. And then blew my and if I could fly around the desire is true.(this photo is to participate in a challenge in “all things twins”).
I DO NOT KNOW WHO AM I! I STRUGGLED, I SUFFERED, I LOVED, I HAD SO MUCH AND I GAVE MUCH MORE. I CONSIDER MYSELF A LUCKY WOMAN BUT COMPLICATED. A MAN ONCE TOLD ME: YOU HAVE A NOBLE SOUL!*************I LOVE ALL MY FRIENDS AND MY FRIENDS OF RB …. I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW THE PLACE WHERE THEY LIVE, SEE THEIR HOME, SO GET TO KNOW THEM MORE!