Or should I say where "children" play.
What was it I was talking about the other day, "seeing things through the eyes of a child. Can't help it.
This mushroom was huge! It must have been close to a foot across.
How
How can one not love em, They just squeeze there way into your life.
With petticoats like this, now wonder there skirts flair out. Or is it the fringe of a flapper?
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