Mindlovemisery's Menagerie
wordle 59
lying supine on soft grass
watching the monarch butterflies
dance in the garden intoxicated by
the tantalizing fragrance of orange blossom
she had to pinch herself for fear she might
disappear into this poetic oblivion forever
*ping* culpability factor kicks in
move it doris
he'll be home soon
time to prepare dinner
Doesn't domestic life have a way of intruding on one's fantasy life, I miss lying in the grass (so many slugs in Sweden)
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