It was fantastic. There was this grove of silver birch trees with wisteria growing in it. It was all woven in the tree tops, it was wonderful!
What with My Young Friend being a closet tree hugger and me being the flower fairy it was like our own tailor made Heaven!
*A one... two-- A one... two... three... four...
Half a bee, philosophically,
Must, ipso facto, half not be.
But half the bee has got to be
Vis a vis, its entity. D'you see?*
Mallard Ducklings yesterday.
Sunset on Thursday 30th May.. What am I on? I mean April of course.
"If there were such a thing as fairies" he said, "this is where they would be..."
I love knowing what he's thinking, it's so rare.