Sunsets have a promise of a new day, of rest to come, of a fulfilment, because day is done. So I’m feeling a little sad, a little glad and also a little mad, but there is the promise of a new tomorrow. In closing, something from Louis L’Amour, that great Western Writer : Nobody can ever take another person’s place – everyone has to blaze their on trail.
(thanks toCallie de Wet)

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