Baby don’t you cry Gonna make a pie Gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle Baby don’t be blue Gonna make for you Gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle. Gonna be a pie from heaven above Gonna be filled with strawberry love Baby don’t you cry Gonna make…
There was this moment, sitting taller than I had ever felt on the back of my horse Nina that could only be described as complete happiness. We had gently trekked on dusty, stone covered roads with a sheer drop on one side for around an hour, horses testing my heart rate as they nibbled on…