Your Messages - Theme for Day 17
If I have to kiss another frog, I'll scream. I don't even want a prince. I want a girl on a bicycle and a picnic wrapped in a red handkerchief.
My response:
How about a hot air balloon? Freedom, randomness and breezes on our faces. Absolutely no princes. Just cold champagne to celebrate when we come down to earth with a bump.
Still busy
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I dug up, seperated then replanted the Michaelmas Daisies Twinkling Stars
(Asters Monte Cassino) as it had gone bare in the middle. Several raspberry
pla...
22 hours ago
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