5.15.2013

Early Morning Walk


Blossoms endless.  Rain falling, fog rising, and the smell of earth.  Sweetness in the air.





































































Spun by Abigail on Wednesday, May 15, 2013

7 comments :

trawlerman said...

Sweetums in the air and sourums nowheres to be founds. Wurza sourums?

5/15/2013 5:36 PM
Abigail said...

Sourums wuzza erna de howza...reading a book.

5/16/2013 10:20 AM
Rebecca said...

Ah! I totally just witnessed a John and Abigail mushy gushy talk. Didn't I? Never thought I would see the day!

5/20/2013 1:31 PM
Abigail said...

P'shaw. Unless mushy gushy talk involves bricks to the head, we were doing nothing of the kind.

Besides, we don't even LIKE each other!

"Li'l dollink, allus f'etful"

5/20/2013 4:58 PM
Farmgirl said...

Oh, sweet blossoms! Yours and mine are much alike, but the photos you have snapped bring them alive all over again- beautiful! I can nearly smell their sweetness!

5/20/2013 7:44 PM
Titi said...

um, I'm pretty sure that's the Redwall talk of moles, not mushy-gushy talk.

correct me if i'm wrong.

5/21/2013 8:33 AM
Abigail said...

Well, I was thinking Krazy and Ignatz, but there is most definitely a smattering of mole-speak there! Huh. And it wasn't even on purpose!

5/23/2013 1:02 PM

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