Slowly, ever slowly, does he amble.
Without a care in the world.
To bathe in Spring’s warm Sun.
The creature from below, Farquhar, rises.
A Seasonal Six Word Saturday post. (A link will appear here soon)
Slowly, ever slowly, does he amble.
Without a care in the world.
To bathe in Spring’s warm Sun.
The creature from below, Farquhar, rises.
A Seasonal Six Word Saturday post. (A link will appear here soon)
He’s been here for years, Beverly… I think he should stay!
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