Two ill-hearted holidays right in a row. An excuse to maul people with pinches, and a poor justification for telling a lie.
Just interesting celebrations.
Just interesting celebrations.
Either way. I love blossies.
And colors that remind me of memory-storybooks.
1 comment:
Love the blossoms, but something in the air is making my eyes itch. And I think you need some Irish spirit in ya laddy.
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