In My Extreme Age

A gift. Truly lovely.

Posted by Joan of Argghh! at July 17, 2015 4:08 AM

Ah, you make me weep; but for a change it is a good weep.

Posted by MOTUS at July 17, 2015 2:15 PM

My grandmother introduced me to Tennyson many years before she died. I'll always love her for that among many other beautiful memories of her.

On her death bed she whispered to me, "Hey, I'm still in here".

Posted by Denny at July 17, 2015 2:42 PM

Damn, those hands look like mine. And I'm not 100. Not a good sign.

Posted by Jimmy J. at July 17, 2015 7:59 PM