"Mary, Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row."
-- Old nursery rhyme
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row."
-- Old nursery rhyme
Just wanted to send a sweet photograph your way. This little girl is so precious - Makes one long for spring and all the wonderful things it brings! Hope your week goes well - Stop back by soon for more ephemera (Ben's just installed the scanner in my room so now it's mine- all mine! hahahaha (evil mechanical laugh)).
