Good days are to be gathered like grapes, to be trodden and bottled into wine and kept for age to sip at ease beside the fire. If the traveler has vintaged well, he need trouble to wander no longer; the ruby moments glow in his glass at will. Because when you stop and look around, this life is pretty amazing.
Hello, I leave you my best wishes, for this Wednesday, have a good time full of illusions, and with smiles, I am a little absent, due to problems, personal, and I do not connect, every day, take care kisses,maria
