Leah and Seanachai25 minutes, 12 seconds ago
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
♥ (¯`♥´¯)♥*Love and
(¯`♥´¯)Sprinkles
*`.¸(¯`♥´¯)from Leah and Seanachai
** ♥ `.¸ .´ ♥The Storyteller **
.★´*。.☆¨¯`*★。。☆1
