this was our view from the balcony, it's where I found this tiny bird skeleton; at first I thought it was dust gathered in a bundle, after closer inspection however I was delighted to discover it was in fact a creature, or rather had been and then felt sad because it no longer was; he traveled back with us wrapped in tissue paper, the delicate package was then placed in my body cream container (during our stay there I generously applied the cream making sure the container was empty just in time for our homeward journey) He still sleeps on his bed of tissues and already feels at home; here you see him kissing this sint jacobsvlinder or cinnabar moth we found on our walk last Thursday; I have to admit being confused about the insect as we claim it's a nighttime butterfly active during the day (sic) and in English it has become a moth, anyway what does it matter what it's called, these two seem to like each other |
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the kissing, especially
That book belonged to you before you even asked for it, that's for sure.
Yes Grace, that kiss really is something to behold, suddenly there is magic
oh my word Julie, you think! imagine people whispering to one another, oh no it's her again, have to rush and throw out yet another skeleton for her to 'find'