My Joy!
My Joy, is traveling to a place, that I've never been, rolling mountains, crisp clear blue sky, up so high, it makes me believe I can fly! I see expansive fields, of beautiful flowers, daisies, hibiscus and lavendar blue! Brigi's home garden, is home to a fantastical bouquet, filled with thyme, peppermint and basil, but the coriander had died and I can't lie, we both laughed until we cried! Sweet, is the air, so clean and so clear, it even makes the rain takes good, anyplace else, I can't compare! We rode tiny little cars, zipping across the sky high, waving down at the teeny weeny people and hoping I don't fall out and die! Such an old country, wrought with ancient history, going back 1000 years, they even have a majestically rebuilt store, from 1593! I even did something, I didn't believe I could do, I steered, our little boat, down the gorgeous, Lake Zurich, even one handed, our cruising was smooth! In the midst of our trip, Steph, decided to take a dip, stripped down to his skivvies and jumped off our little ship! With all the passing boats and the ripples and waves, thank goodness, he knew how to float! My Joy, is spending time, with great friends, happy people and a loving family! The ole saying, "never the twain shall meet, couldn't be further from the truth, because in a country swirled with French, German, Spanish, or Swiss, it makes me want to come back for more, like fine wine and a gourmet dish!
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