Margaret Brennan
Bio
I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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I HAVE HER EYES
I HAVE HER EYES Tears and all You could say shock and bewilderment were two emotions I felt when I looked in the mirror. Growing up, I knew, except for my blue eyes, I had my dad’s features. My mom often said there could never be any doubt I was Frank’s daughter. However, I inherited my blue eyes from my mom. My mom was such a beautiful looking woman and dad? Well, dad was so handsome. Yeah, I inherited the best from both of them.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Families
I HAVE HER EYES
I HAVE HER EYES Tears and all You could say shock and bewilderment were two emotions I felt when I looked in the mirror. Growing up, I knew, except for my blue eyes, I had my dad’s features. My mom often said there could never be any doubt I was Frank’s daughter. However, I inherited my blue eyes from my mom. My mom was such a beautiful looking woman and dad? Well, dad was so handsome. Yeah, I inherited the best from both of them.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Families
I LOVE FLOWERS
I LOVE FLOWERS they hate me I’m a nature-lover. When I’m not working (or writing), I’ll grab my camera and visit some local parks. Nature seems to change the atmosphere almost weekly, especially if you live here in Florida where the storms can change the scenery in a day.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Confessions
