I love everything that is old: old friends, old times, old manners,
old books, old wines.
Outside our backdoor sits an old red wagon filled with memories. Our own little welcome wagon, once filled with giggles and chubby bottoms...now filled with feathered ferns and soft pink blossoms. A gentle reminder of old times....old days....old ways....of where we've been...and how we got there. Simple joy in rusty red and faded white, a treasured old friend indeed.