This hydrangea is for Lucy. Thank you Lucy for giving me an award, how lovely of you!
This hydrangea is for Kelly.Thank you Kelly for giving me an award, I really appreciate it!
One is to pass these awards on to a specified number of recipients but I cant possibly choose between you so I award all of my 65 Followers! I think you deserve to be rewarded just for reading this!

I am also supposed to let you in on 7 things you dont know about me,
hmmmm, head scratching.................
Well you cant possibly know what I'm thinking.
When I was out early this Morning with Mr.Boodle my heart was bursting with the joy of being up early and wandering through leaf drenched dewy woods where the Autumn colours glowed. I thought "how beautiful" and I was glad to be alive and I remembered this........
LEISURE
W.H. Davies
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows,
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like stars at night,
No time to turn at beauty's glance
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this, if full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
I think that covers it x

I am also supposed to let you in on 7 things you dont know about me,
hmmmm, head scratching.................
Well you cant possibly know what I'm thinking.
When I was out early this Morning with Mr.Boodle my heart was bursting with the joy of being up early and wandering through leaf drenched dewy woods where the Autumn colours glowed. I thought "how beautiful" and I was glad to be alive and I remembered this........
LEISUREW.H. Davies
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows,
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like stars at night,
No time to turn at beauty's glance
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this, if full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
I think that covers it x

