Little bits and pieces of every day news.
That's a sweet poem and it fits so well with the girl on the beach. This reminds me of myself when I was a little girl looking for amber... or just a pretty stone - or a thunderstone! But I still do. Don't you?Grethe ´)
Absolutely true Gerry!
Grethe...you are so right...I had a talk to myself last weekend about the shell and stone collection and how it was getting to be ridiculousand it had to stop...but that was before I ventured back on the beach and saw the sweetest little pink shells!!!
I love that picture of Izzy! The poem too! xxx <3
Oh yes, I always have to at least dip my toes in, but I usually end up looking for treasures too.
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