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❤️The Song Of The Thrift Fairy❤️

Now will we tell of splendid things:
Seagulls, that sail on fearless wings
Where great cliffs tower, grand and high
Against the blue, blue summer sky.
Where none but birds (and sprites) can go.
Oh there the rosy sea-pinks grow,
(Sea-pinks, whose other name is Thrift);

They fill each crevice, chink, and rift
Where no one climbs; and at the top,
Too near the edge for sheep to crop,
Thick in the grass pink patches show.
The sea lies sparkling far below.
Oh lucky Thrift, to live so free
Between blue sky and bluer sea!

❤️Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Cicely M BarkerƸ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ❤️

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Sprinkles

Rylee thinks he has the best seat in the room. Before I get dressed for the day - I eat my breakfast at my desk - yes I know I shouldn't. Rylee positions himself in front of me - under the desk and pushes himself up between my legs. He's in the "drop zone." While I'm eating he waits gazing up at me waiting. I take a bite and if something drops he's ready. He springs into action and grabs the crumb before it hits the floor. I usually don't mind him being there - until he comes up - under my nightgown - then I object.
On another note - Hubby, Rylee, Jojo and I will be heading out Monday morning for our annual Fall camping trip. I don't know If I'll be able to get Fairy Garden to work so the garden may be closed all week. We'll be back Friday night.  Happy Friday and have a great week!

duck too, ty.x

albino roo, ty.x

ty ty

♥ Sprinkle ♥