poems by Rachel Green
Mmm. That marmalade looks nice.Ghosts like to come and play with the swings at night: Eternity is a long time to go through and playthings are a great help.
Ah! There's a lovely thought. Ghosts on swings sounds pleasant. I used that in one of the early H&J books.
I hope you like your marmalade Rach. It's a bit thin on rind for my liking but I do love it with peanut butter on toast! Great shots. Strange swing...
I love the marmalade :)The swing had gone tonight - I was just uploading pics and sheduling them for Saturday
I had marmalade (yesterday). How nice. These are wonderful photos. Love the dogs in the light and the trees.
Thank you :)
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Mmm. That marmalade looks nice.
Ghosts like to come and play with the swings at night: Eternity is a long time to go through and playthings are a great help.
Ah! There's a lovely thought. Ghosts on swings sounds pleasant. I used that in one of the early H&J books.
I hope you like your marmalade Rach. It's a bit thin on rind for my liking but I do love it with peanut butter on toast! Great shots. Strange swing...
I love the marmalade :)
The swing had gone tonight - I was just uploading pics and sheduling them for Saturday
I had marmalade (yesterday). How nice. These are wonderful photos. Love the dogs in the light and the trees.
Thank you :)
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