from the prairie - commentary from the life of one woman in the midwest
"All around them shadows were moving over the waving grasses, while the sun rose. Meadow larks were springing straight up from the billows of grass into the high, clear sky, singing as they went. Small pearly clouds drifted in the intense blueness overhead. In all the weed-tops tiny birds were swinging and singing in tiny voices." Laura Ingalls Wilder
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To all,
I have removed the comments on this blog because they did not belong in this spot. I did not want to see the picture of my precious grandbaby marred by them.
Those of us who have been trying to have civil discourse with Anon have decided to ignore his commnets from here on it since they are only causing the name of Christ to be blasphemed.
In keeping with my desire to open the door to anonymous bloggers, understanding that sometimes people just need to remain nameless for important reasons, I will keep these comments on file for anyone who wishes to read them. Just e-mail me if you have the need!
he's a beautiful little boy!!
I found your blog by accident; but I'm really glad! Thanks for sharing.
www.cleverkingdom.com/gail
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