By binduborleMay 29, 2018 “ Stop and the smell the roses, I was always told. But I always stopped to pick the wild flowers along the path I walked.” Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Travel Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.
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