As long as wit is mother wit it can be as wild as it pleases.--G.K.Chesterton
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Buttercups
Lest you think he is completely bloodthirsty my 8 year old barbarian picked the season's first buttercups discovered on our walk last night. He came home and arranged them attractively in a vase and placed them on the piano by his sisters' graduation pictures. Very sweet.
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