skip to main | skip to sidebar

wishin' on a hay truck

Most people wish on stars, right? Not me, I wish on passing hay trucks (what's a hay truck, you ask...it's a truck carrying bales of hay). See, when I was a kid, my mother would always tell me if I wished on a passing hay truck, my wishes would come true. Have my wishes come true? Some, but most wish requests have not. But, still, to this day, I wish on passing hay trucks.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Nature never said to me: do not be poor. Still less did she say: Be rich. Her cry to me was always: Be independent. Sebastian-Roch Nicoclas de Chamfort

Posted by Picasa

Posted by wishin' on a hay truck at 7:41 AM

No comments:

Post a Comment

Newer Post Older Post Home

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Jen

wishin' on a hay truck: Vermont, United States; Mom to Tess, wife to Ken, owner of two dogs (dodger roger and snowflake). Living in Vermont and trying to get by.

View my complete profile

Followers