Oops, I forgot to tell you, Sun Shine, that your shine has melted my ice cold heart! The heart beat is running my blood. I’m not dead, thanks for showing it. This is all I dare to say…..Kirsi
For any and all priggish grammar buffs, do not let my use of prepositions and dangling participles shock you. I have this Churchillian nugget for thee: "This is the sort of pedantry up with I will not put." Amen~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
fug //[fuhg] –noun: stale air, esp. the humid, warm, ill-smelling air of a crowded room, kitchen, etc.
[Origin: 1885–90; of obscure orig.; cf. earlier Brit. slang fogo stench]
8 comments:
uuuuuuuuu.....goodness..where do you get the inspiration for your creations...truly your mind is a garden of colors!
wonderful...
So so beautiful. As you are. :)
Luxie, I gather the colors and shapes at the same place you went to get your Grasshoppity 101.
Kirsi, go to Lady Luxie's blog and read the May 9 post. It is a gem.
Piktor, it was really incredible beautiful post, I'm so happy to find so fine new friends.
Can I pick some flowers to my next picture? Your garden is so stunning?
Hmmmm.. I sense the colors of Mexico and South America..
Oops, I forgot to tell you, Sun Shine, that your shine has melted my ice cold heart! The heart beat is running my blood. I’m not dead, thanks for showing it. This is all I dare to say…..Kirsi
You have been busy!
i love this! Beautiful & lively.
Oil?
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