Happy Friday

X

zwm xxx

             MEMORIES.
A sunlit path across the fields,
The shadowed silence through the trees,
A quiet cove with flowing tide,
The smell of wood-smoke on the breeze.

With all the joy which memory brings
I think of happy, far-off things.

The peace which comes with falling snow,
The first star on a frosty night.
The days we shared with those who cared.
Those times we set the world alight.

With all the joy which memory brings
I think of happy, far-off things.

May you dream well tonight, goodnight
        from Sandra & Titania. xx

Hoping for a Crow to carve the Pumpkin soon!

Night Sprinkles...Zombie Mallard ty

Xx

It was a nippy autumn day at the Willows.  Seanachai was out in her pumpkin patch picking the last of the crop to store away for the winter.  Her larder and storage barn were bursting at the seams with all the food she had been gathering and storing through the warm summer months and the early days of autumn.  The fragrant aroma of fresh baked nut bread was filling the air as it sat cooling on her windowsills.  Yes, it had been a bountiful harvest and now with the long winter months looming ahead she was very satisfied that neither she nor her visiting neighbours and friends would be hungry.  Just as she was rolling the last pumpkin into her cold cellar she heard someone’s voice call out in greeting…Whoever could it be? Oh my goodness…cont.
♥ (¯`♥´¯)♥*Love and
(¯`♥´¯)Sprinkles
*`.¸(¯`♥´¯)from Leah and Seanachai
** ♥ `.¸ .´ ♥The Storyteller **
.★´*。.☆¨¯`*★。。☆1

Bat and ZWM, thanks

xx