Tales of a British expat transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside.
Lover of old, time-worn, and antique.
Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-lover.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, `A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!''