Whence I was flying home this eve
I passed your garden’s gate
The moonbeams shone
It was not dawn
Although it was very late
I watered and fed
And tilled the bed
Drank wine till I did swoon
I stumbled up
And dropped my cup
Then I flew toward the moon
So when you come to your garden’s gate
A little cup you will find
It was left by a friend
Who will come again
For a dance and a song and some wine.
Lovefrom Leah nd Seanachai

Good evening. Doing a quick run through  as I am not well. Have  good evening. xx

Splashed 🙂💧

YA it's the Easter 🐣 bunny 🐇 with a pinkie and a blue 💙 egg 🥚 for my nest TYVM Isabella 😊 😊

🌸Happy Monday
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Night xxxx

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Thanks for visiting my garden! :)

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Monday sprinkles laced with snow on the hills around Loch Ness...it has risen to 7oC but feels like Zero!!
For all those celebrating this week may I send my greetings...Blogoslawionych Swiat Wielkiej Nocy, Chag Pesach Sameach and may you have a Blessed Easter...
Much love and peaceful greetings....
Going to make jam and more celebration breads today...the idea being to share with those around me...
Murdo not settling too well and trying to decide which perch would suit his derriere better...once the cooking begins, the Range will no doubt win out as prized position for the rest of the day...
Night all x

💖🌹💖 Sprinkles if needed, have a lovely day x