The sun beckonedget up lazybones
red bicycle awaits
the wanderer's path
off country roads
Tomboy pedd'ling
wind in hair
stream side
meadow's of flowering fields
past the galloping ponies
weeeeee
quiet caution
abandoned fear
no need to worry back in the 50's
I wander reckless alone
I run amok
apron strings cast
what's this wee murmur
cast on a breeze
a kitten
oh what a glorious find
treasure forms visions of wealth
can I keep it Mom
take it back where you found it
paradise lost
pussywillows
my makeshift com padre
some day
s.wilson
I begged and begged for a kitten, back in the day...I had a squirrel, a rabbit, a hamster, a parakeet, turtles, snakes and puppies...but never a kitten...what is it about little girls and kittens?
You sisters know what I'm talkin' about...
I STILL DON"T HAVE ONE...
terrier...nuff said!
Anyway, meanwhile back in Australia, we love shadows...check us out...
Hey Harriet...
