Mostly words, a few prints, a few drawings ... and several unfinished stories
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
Aaah!
At Folly Farm in Somerset, on Saturday, Maisie all of nineteen months and Jacob - spent quite some time together - he presenting her with endless pieces of broken off dried grass, she brown-eyed, serious faced, assuming his intentions were honourable, if puzzling.
But when it got to watching spiders climbing up and down the door behind them, Jacob ruined his chances by stamping on them ...
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Oh. I suppose that's a valuable life lesson for him.
ReplyDeleteI love your poems and the picture of the children is delightful. So sweet.
ReplyDeleteoh how we can be disillusioned! I love the poem and the photo is so sweet!
ReplyDeleteGrace