Then one night he found that Daisy had pierced holes in little Portia's ears for earrings. And another time a kewpie doll with feather skirts was on the mantlepiece when he came home, and Daisy was gentle and hard and and would not put it away. He knew, too, that Daisy was teaching the children the cult of meekness. She told them all about hell and heaven. Also she convinced them of ghosts and of haunted places. Daisy went to church every Sunday and she talked sorrowfully to the preacher of her own husband. And with her stubbornness she always took the children to the church, too, and they listened.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter
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19 comments:
Daisy sounds nice :)
i like that short random story.
its very obscure and i like it.
nice photography
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Random. I like it lol
So sweet and what a lovely picture!
that it is.
I like the story, a common and great chronicle. The photo has great light and true colours.
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Daisy stole a necklace I had BORROWED once and I haven't seen hide nor hair of it. Now I've got the pigs all over my ass!
great shot, i could use a pepsi right now
I love the photo.
Very nice writing style!
i found trouble trying to understand some words but i think i did it ok, nice article!! and great pic
I love ur story...
Daisy does indeed have a heart of gold.
Love that picture, any chance I could get that in High Res widescreen?
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Impecable esta fotografia y sus colores!!
Beautiful text! ;)
Thanks! :)
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