home, along the way minishant, through and on i topped the hill before turnberry a place where great golfers play and rich people stay and do whatever and where she should have been she was not, gone missing rode her giant turtles and left
ms ailsa how i stretched my eyes in search of one quick glimpse but no, the craig is awol and you, sweet goddess of the rock absorbed within the distant sea mist so ,sunk my leaden heart a little more this dreary soft grey day of tear washed eyes
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" Mary Oliver
“People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.” ~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
"There are too many people, and too few human beings." Robert Zend
"Strength is the ability to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands, and then eat just one of those pieces."