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hi

Mothers are the gardeners
Of wind-blown wild flowers.
They water them with happy tears,
Happy with them many years,
Even as the hours
Ring with sweet, sad melodies
Sighing through their bowers.
Have a fantastic week ahead ♥.
Good night. Stay safe.!

May 14

good night Rosemary
  you had the  weather we had yesterday. It wasn't bad  here .
I took a friend  for  coffee and wandered   round  a few shops  xx

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( o_ )` __,) `-._) sniffing for some wildlife

FM ty!

Rylee has developed a liking for squeaky toys. When Llama went to its' final reward we rescued the squeaker from inside it. It sounded like a distressed animal with Rylee's constant squeezing of it. Every morning he would seek it out and run around the house with it squeaking in protest. It disappeared for a few days and resurfaced the other day to play outside with us. It now sounds slightly asthmatic as he runs around the yard with it in his mouth but it makes him happy - that's all we can ask for. Happy Thursday.

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