Three girls went hunting...
up the slope
across the bracken patch
through the trees
over the rill
to find blackberries.Not many, it must be said, but enough to make a pot or two of jelly. A special taste of autumn to carry us through the winter.
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i'll bring the bread and the butter. just make the jam.
Thank you for sharing your new "home" with us, Sian. Though I also greatly enjoyed your other. I don't personally think that just because a blog starts out as ONE thing, it cannot adapt with it's writer, grow into new and strange territories, as the author moves along. But, as you will. I'm glad you're not quitting us altogether.
How lovely. If this new blog is filled with more stories of your girls then I will be a happy bunny indeed. Her hair is so short! But I think she looks very cute. Reminds me of when I was about 5/6 and I have my hair cut super super short...but that's another story for another day!
I miss you!
Best post eveah!! :-)
Almost like being there. Magical enchanged forest, I miss thee...
Hey Sian, do you know an author called Gil McNeil? Am just finishing one of her books and for some reason it reminds me so much of you!!
POD: I'll save a pot for you! :o)
Kati: I needed a new start but I am so glad to see you here :o)
Pippa: I aim to please! And I miss you too sweetheart, but I am glad to hear that you are on etsy now - woohoo! :o)
TD: You are really lovely. And though I have never heard of that author, I am going to check out amazon right now! :o)
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