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Just so tempting, I think as they say I will leave my Heart in San Francisco
You will. But on second thoughts you’ll need to bring it back home with you! Can’t have you being heartless! We’ve got too many of those buggers!
When I am dead the things I will be remembered for are my heart was too big, too soft and vulnerable
That’s not a bad thing.
Really?
Better than being remembered as hard hearted.
Very true. I won’t have a headstone I am going to be cremated and scattered with my beloved Daisy cross border collie, where she was born on “The Muckross Estate” in Killarney – a wondrous place with gardens, woods, beaches, lakes of course, and it is there I will be hope the boys will remember.
I’m having a wicker coffin and a lot of worms.
I am hoping for a wicker basket or cardboard box, makes no difference to me I hope I will be elsewhere
I might go for a wicked basket!
Sounds better than cardboard, much more pretty. I only want wild flowers/garden flowers lilac and lavender
Very pretty.
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More photos from the Bay Area.