Eventually, I am getting old, old but fine, like gold. If you'd asked me, five years ago, I wouldn’t have predicted patches of happiness even for a day in my life. But here I am, getting old— and loving it, to the moon.
a happy birthday to me on this 10th
Hi! I’m here to inform that this is a demoiselle crane, or “Grus virgo”. They all slay that hard because they’re not sexually dimorphic