a summery evening stitching
Jan
2009
2009
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the rain drips …
the evening sun glows behind the frangipani …
the girl reads …
the candles whisper of tart green apples …
and the mummy wonders what sits atop a lighthouse (clearly she’s spent her life admiring their tall steep climb into the salt laden skies whilst noticing nothing else), and should her whale have teeth … or, you know, that fibrous stuff …
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bliss!
That’d be baleen. Just looked it up. (Not teeth, apparently)
Send us some rain, willya?
:_)
PS. I was going to call them spittoons. Which is why I looked it up.
>laughs<
Ahhh, how peaceful! And I think there’s usually a light at the top of the lighthouse. Helpful, aren’t I??? :-)
Isn´t there any sailing-boat nearby? Is that a baleen whale? I think there are flying some common gulls seeking for fishes. In every case this is not Moomins´lighthouse, because the whale is there…LOL!
Definitely sea birds of some kind on top of the lighthouse. Probably gulls. Or black cormorants. At least along our coast. And yes – whales don’t have teeth. :-) That would be sharks ( so sorry – I couldn’t resist that.)
It all looks so warm and lovely. Rain on the wooden steps.. I can dream of summer…