Thursday, May 28, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Only when the last tree has died
and the last river been poisoned
and the last fish been caught
will we realize we cannot eat money.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
2 comments:
Poooooor Jax, sittin at the bar in her fabulous shady gazebo on a beautiful springy day, watching the kiddos play in the pool.
Boo, you whore. ;) Don't mind me, I'm just jealous because I was stuck in an office for 8 hours breathing germy,re-circulated, air-conditioned air. Yumm!
PS: I miss you. That is all.
I'm jealous! If I lived closer, I'd be right over.
Post a Comment