The gardener of Fort Cochin’s Carmelite Seminary
This entry was posted on January 11, 2012 by neitherusenorornament. It was filed under caring, gardening and was tagged with Carers, Gardening, Song Without Words.
January 11, 2012 at 3:32 pm
Growing pains, perhaps..
January 11, 2012 at 3:36 pm
that could be a thorny subject …
January 11, 2012 at 9:03 pm
Thorns, stones, weeds and hungry birds…
January 11, 2012 at 10:02 pm
What strong features he has.
January 11, 2012 at 11:36 pm
My picture shows him looking more serious than usual. I pass the chap almost every morning and he always greets me with a friendly smile and “Good Morning”.
I think he carries great dignity and the look of quiet wisdom..
January 12, 2012 at 8:08 am
January 12, 2012 at 6:50 am
Merely trying to emulate you, son!
January 12, 2012 at 8:09 am
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