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Children's voices in the orchard
Between the blossom- and the fruit-time:
Golden head, crimson head,
Between the green tip and the root.
Black wing, brown wing, hover over;
Twenty years and the spring is over;
To-day grieves, to-morrow grieves,
Cover me over, light-in-leaves;
Golden head, black wing,
Cling, swing,
Spring, sing,
Swing up into the apple-tree.
--T.S. Eliot
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Sebby is his supplier.
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I love this!! I can only imagine how cute Seb is doling out the goods.
ReplyDeleteOK, that is so cute. I love it!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it fun to see your kids teaching things to your other kids? At least, sometimes it's cute and fun. Other times it's more along the lines of "go ask mommy if we can have a treat . . . "
ReplyDeleteI love how he's holding it to his ear!!!!!
ReplyDeleteGin will tell you that we had a fwuffball child, too. She'd make them out of her blankets. I still have some, tucked away into a treasure box. She could make them any size she wanted - but strangely, the blankets began to shrink -
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