I thought I saw a fairy once in the mist of the morning by a pond like yours. But it turned out either to be 1. A butterfly 2. A hummingbird or 3. A girl in her night clothes out examining the pond in the morning.
Guess which one I would like the fairy to be? ;-)
You certainly have been doing a bit of fairy work of nature yourself, constructing such a beautiful little backyard environment to observe natural dramas in.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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Blessings,
Christine
Guess which one I would like the fairy to be? ;-)
You certainly have been doing a bit of fairy work of nature yourself, constructing such a beautiful little backyard environment to observe natural dramas in.
Ron
Happy days
this pond is a keepers.
There's nothing more spring,
than the sound of spring peepers.
Michael D.