The witching hour is drawing nigh;
Strange things are flying through the sky;
It makes it harder for the fairies you know;
To travel to the gardens to and fro;
They almost lose their water cans;
As they are so heavy in their tiny hands;
But somehow the manage to keep hold;
While watching for critters and some gold;
Maybe a gem , or just a smile;
As they fly on another mile;
Across the ocean, lakes and land;
Always ready to lend a hand.
Written by Patricia Carrick.
Have a nice week. XX

Oct.21

Have a BOO👻tiful Day 🎃

Hi Tricia, what a shame the pot was hit over, l doubt it was done on purpose lol. . Nah bones once misshapen there l imagine no easy fix. l am lucky my hands arent great but have only a few bumps on the bones. Still hit the wrong keys or double click on the same letter so you are not alone . You know you can use a pencil instead of fingers, l have done it when hands are hurting. Weather here is still bloomin wet , though dodged it doing the recycling lol.. Have a good day and thanks for the Bat Hun xx

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Good morning Tricia xx

Good morning Tricia ❤️

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Good Morning Tricia, have a lovely day, love and hugs xxx

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