Looking back over the past six month's worth of pictures, I can usually tell which pictures were taken by Millie and which were Annie's handiwork.
Pirates in the cellblock? Annie. (Tho' at the time she said they were bedrooms...)
A sprawling circus-pirate-cove? Annie, for sure.
Rose Hips on Dill Head. Millie-- no question.
And those pictures of my bent-over bum? They're locked in the vault.
(Thanks, anyway, Mildred.)
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