You go Ingrid and remember one cake with no sugar for me.
Riding horses, eh?
Good for you. Heading to the Ranch npow.
Love,
Karima
--
And God is always there, if you feel wounded. He kneels
over this earth like
a divine medic,
and His love thaws
the holy in us.
~ St. Teresa of Avila ~
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