People usually get my first name wrong, so I introduce myself by saying, "I'm Lane, like Memory Lane, or Shady Lane, or Lovers' Lane." There's no confusion after that. So this blog is a no-confusion visit down my Memory Lane.
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
Mother's Day at the zoo, she is lost in her journal. The smitten photographer captures her straw hat and ruby lipstick before the moment perishes. Later, she is surprised.
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My mother always says, "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." I agree.