All of these lines across my face - tell you the story of who I am - so many stories of where I've been - and how I got to where I am - but these stories don't mean anything - when you've got no one to tell them to - it's true - I was made for you. B. Carlile

Sunday, August 26, 2012

An Old Bear Lives...

 
...Here With His Honey
 
Happy 6 Years to Us Today!!
 

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