Thanks, Jaycee.
I also enjoyed the whistling.
Reminded me of my childhood.
I loved hearing the men in the family whistling as they worked.
Hope you've had a wonderful Monday.
A friend sent me this, pass it on in the same spirit.
PSALM 2009
Obama is the shepherd I did not want.
He leadeth me beside the still factories.
He restoreth my faith in the Republican party.
He guideth me in the path of unemployment for his party’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the breadline,
I shall fear no hunger for his bailouts are with me.
He has anointed my income with taxes,
My expenses runneth over.
Surely, poverty and hard living will follow me all the days of my life,
And I will live in a mortgaged home forever.
I am glad I am American,
I am glad that I am free.
But I wish I was a dog ...
And Obama was a tree.
-ITT Corp
Well I almost missed this gorgeous rose! Isn’t it beautiful?
Whistling is a happy way of making music and something else very important, my hubby whistled all the time! And he could really play the harmonica!
I really like the frame you put on the rose, Amy! Hope your day went good today!