A poem by J.F. Conant

He who loves an old house never loves in vain. How can an old house used to sun and rain, to lilac and to larkspur and an elm above-ever fail to answer the heart that gives it love?

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Puerto Rico










3 comments:

Lisa Steptoe said...

Looks like y'all had a wonderful time!

Diane said...

Thank you for sharing the great pictures. It must have been a wonderful trip - cherished, forever memories!

Mary Beth said...

So this is how the beautiful people live ... my favorite beautiful people!