One beautiful fuschia flower wrapped like a present in a crumpled napkin in G's sweaty open fist :-)
One delicious fresh walk in the hills around Hawthorndene with mum, sister, daughter.... breathing in the fresh air. Wild quince trees, rosehips, olive trees, blackberries, bmx tracks, walnut trees; a forest just like the Enchanted Forest would have been.
Things so clear and lucid and abundant- cue flock of birds flies past; cue perfect tiny nest in a tree with gold lichen; cue pure white horse galloping in slow motion- what? ......S and I both thinking someone must have spiked the scones.
5 comments:
that sounds gorgeous!!!
wish you were there too
Thankyou Amy - I wish I was too.
Sweet message from Grace today.
Hugs
S
Leaving tomorrow.xxx
probably mum spiked the scones
can't wait to walk around mum's area!
You have created some beautiful images in my mind. Wild quinces - swoon. Sounds like Mother's Days was just how it should be x.
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