Linda and ༒༻☬ད R̲o̲s̲e̲b̲u̲d̲ ̲ ཌ☬༺1 hour, 30 minutes ago
In the heart of summer, my garden has set out two shining plates, waiting like treasures beneath the sun. The critters gather with eager paws and wings, and the red bees hum their way closer, drawn by the promise of delight. Between their buzzing dances, we await the pottery lottery — a game of chance and wonder that turns the season into a tale worth telling.
